Goodbye...
Saw what I want not to see
The breeze brought me there
To the dead space, motionless
Populated with colors and html code
Populated with diaphanous smiles
Images of shop windows
Where yesterday, today and what will be are exhibited
Where stories are assembled
Where you sigh and cry
Where you desire but cannot reach
Where there are and there none
That dead place that leads me to my death
That tear out my leaves
There is less of me
Every day less me
More you
It does not matter, did you expect it to be different?
I do not believe it, you cannot believe it, it is a rule
It is disorder of what was fixed
The deal and the pact of forced oblivion
The fatigue of the doubt
The drag of the agony
But it does not matter
I have stopped fighting, I survive a borrowed time
Maybe some hours more
And my forever goodbye
A goodbye you will remember
The only goodbye you will remember
The farewell of my departure…