All those signs I have now
on my body, and everything,
they are ways to remind me
only of those stories I
cannot forget.

Nevertheless I am
a mosaic of reflections
in their eyes on sunny
past tense days.

Too many times
people fall
in a meaningless silence
‘til they talk
the language of fear
or tears
or indifference.

I’m not afraid anymore,
but silent otherwise.

My tears filled a pool
made as a cage
for water.

It’s a safe place,
so steady.

I’ve seen blindness
on its surface.
Silent truths.
Never meant to.

No words.

I won’t get lost, not anymore.

Annunci