darkness

Darkness and cold of emptiness
There is no rock or tree branch were I can hold myself
Just you dark emptiness!

A wound that bleeds and never stops …

Please fade away…

Please….

I wish those childhood summer times
Red poppies swinging in the breeze
Just behind the wheat land…
My secret place to rest and dream
Dream with the days of the future
Dreaming with the sweetest of the innocence

A little butterfly lost in the wind of a summer breeze
Fresh wind … sweet smell of the rosemary trees in the breeze
No more of those sweet days
No more dreams…
Just you cold and dark emptiness
Please leave my heart away
Let me free from these chains
Chains of my soul…
            Please let me be me again

Better dye than not be free
            Free with innocence of a child
            No chains … just my heart clean
            Just the smell of the rosemary trees
            Just the red poppies swinging in the summer breeze!