l'adieu oiseau

I had a dream, I was standing in front of the mirror, with the same face, what are you now?

In the same paths, but suddenly you're not so young anymore

Do you still do what you love or it's just a memory?. M

Lilac

Hope is a flower stored in the box

Like Schrödinger's cat, time runs

What is it?

Talked to my friends, talked to myself

Humans blame when something makes them feel unstable

But that's not me

Be complicated, said to be my problem, melancholic, suicidal-depressive as surnames

We follow our instincts, we can't blame nature for the fear of our hearts.

The truth, I can't finish this poem

I can't finish something that never existed

Something that just lives in my mind

The only thing there I can do is: start over

& to look at the cat's eye again. M