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“Happy Christmas”

Foto do escritor: Ivy GobetiIvy Gobeti

Atualizado: 26 de jul. de 2021


And now this madness is all I can find,

Trapped in my mind, wounded in my being

Until you take my decency and drag it to its death,

Changing a light on me,

And now, there’s this lack of pureness.


You came to me,

You came bored,

With nothing else to do,

And now, all I can behold

Is the shadow you’ve left me,

Singing the sounds of my guilt,

With almost no beauty at all...


But I don’t wanna be the image that

You’ll find when dispair comes to your mind...

And as the devil runs sweet sounds

Of a wrong happiness,

You’re the angel that strongly conceived

The life of a right sadness

Into my heart...


And you came, full of potencial...

You’ve crossed words of infinite sorrow,

You’ve offered me a light of heavy lines,

Endless to my heart,

Umberable to my mind,

Poison to my veins,

Forever the secret that lies inside of me,

Surrounded by emptiness,

And carried by a strangely soft insanity,

As the promisses of lost worlds

Hidden along the seconds of the picture of your smile...

The same old one I’ve known for all my life...


And now, you hold my heart into flames,

Inside a chain of desilusion and impossibilities...

You’ve taken all signs of laughters and solved them into

Strange and sick molecules of a feeling

That should have never been tought...


And you are far across so many distances...


 

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