My dinner is a glass of Loneliness
Melted in some tears spoiled by silence,
Then I'm throwing myself over the hard rock
I call bed
Waiting to join my dreams
So long expected,
Wishing to come back only never,
Alone...
My only friend keeps me away from fallin',
Cold and stiff like a corpse
And blue,
People call it so simply: wall.

I'm scratching my late poems on his cheek,
Also tattooing my nightmares over him
With sweat and tears,
Without sun,
Troubled by his alternative approximation,
Guided by shadows of the mosquitoes
I've sent to ancestors during last evening.

Another morning alone wakes me up
Without asking for my agreement,
I hope it's the last,
The same friend cools my burning,
Drug and ice, maybe even temple
To erase my devils.

I'm leaving you again,
No tears, no goodbyes,
Just this senseless letter
Until the random next later.