marți, 17 iulie 2018

Deviant circle

I keep writing
silent stories
in my head

I keep quiet
I refuse to type a word
Any word
I resist the urge of being
I hold my breath under water

My eyes burning
with salt and soap
Virtual fireworks
No bubbles
of joy or fear
around me

I scream
when the dream
is extreme

I do not remember
if I made you up
or you were waiting
for me
to bring you back to life

This does not matter anymore
I write my wishes
in blue ink and
slowly blow the candles
on your birthday cake






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