These Morbid Days

Life as it passes and crumbles

These morbid days.....

without you

so thorny!

the days

without flowers

bees and

waters

the nights full of

savages

bloods everywhere

i see the scarlet colours

of scattered bodies

babies dead and

cold

the dear ones call me

those who have gone

forever

call me from each

stars

i can see them,

their whispers i feel

on my soft skin

the death bell is

ringing

i yearn to go

yess i must go out

away from this

universe

so cruel so unjust

i wander among the pasture

now grey with sorrow,

fog caress me

ahh the cold knife

into my veins

the streams of blood

perhaps the lake

full of weeds

I might go down

down

down into the

unfathomable darkness

the last period

has come

let's get ready

let's start my steps

towards the horizon

where there is joy

where the rainbow

calls for eternity