The night’s hands are gloved. Its image is unfinished, but there is not enough time. The moon is fading. Nights frail fingers are so cold, but as they move, they sculpt the dawn and the...

My exterior framework imprisons my suspended life. I once had a dream of better things. I face a crowd of people, all of whom are unknown to me. In all of them I see you. This framework...

Some of us did not choose to be born. We feel deep down in ourselves this sadness that draws us away from the light. Suffering bears down upon us like a weight on our back. We sometimes...

The sorrow of the night turns into a choir during the day. The ritual of indecisiveness I practiced is blown away by the rays of love shining from you. My world that was upside down is ...

Sweet - it is so sweet. Your body is sliding over my skin. I can feel your hot mouth blowing all over my words. It feels it could last forever. It is the first time I have shivered with...

Poor puppets pass me by like phantoms. They are so strange and pale. They sing a monotonous song that makes the night so cold. Each of them is tied to their heart. Do I wear a mask? If ...

It is impossible to reduce my life to simple formulas. This is because of its infinite nuances. My life is like a letter written backwards, running through my head, waiting to be born. ...

He placed his soul in your hands and you threw it away. You condemned him because he was different. You could not walk by his side. Now he is flying over burning flames. Where you are g...

I fall to the ground, resigning from a horizontal life. My thoughts are freezing and my ego has withdrawn. I feel nothing. I resent that which keeps me from you. I confide that I am at ...

Dreaming in bed, I turn and rest my head in on a dark pillow. Falling silently through the night, I see the light. I try to laugh but all my fears come pouring out at once. I hear my ec...

I’ve slowly been changing as you have tried to quickly kill me. The alarm bells are sounding, but I smile innocently! You really were my favourite... but now the times are darker. I re...

A priest on TV today told me that God makes us in his image. Apparently, this is Gods’ will. If this is true, then God must not know about the Devil wrongly dwelling within me. It intru...

To the lives that watch over mine: I know I will have to leave you in time. To the lives who supported mine: I know I will have to leave you in time. Mortality is a snow covered and bl...

I’m a simple person who prefers to remain silent. The only noise I want to hear is the long grass growing in the wind. I just want to be simply loved... but life has hurt me, and love h...