Il Vuoto

I was there And I cried upon her stone. I was there So many years ago. I was here When her eyes turned into fears, I was here When she tried and cleanse me. The pain profound embraced her whispers. I was supposed to let her go, I tried...I really d...

Nights bring disgust Days cause pain Glimpse of sleepless hours, Scars and wounds were thriving therein. Sound of falling, dream of returning. blood-strained hands, on the cold soil were flickering. Oh face so close – eyes so blurred voice so neat –...

The weight of living’s crushing me down, the time is chasing my head, and I’m crumbling. My palms are red, pale my face. Reality’s bleak, dreams are dead. Useless and full of grief, weightless and lost in this sea of emptiness. Spoken: All that I was...

Fell asleep Numb and broken Kept forlorn But wound is open. Hours stopped And tiers of regrets were floating in. Wasn't his touch that ceased the shame. Dim shine Dew color is emptiness. Pale days I'm the essence of nothingness. 

The Looking-glass didn't lie, I thought that it wasn't me. But I just couldn't stand it. The mere reflection brought disgust. Heard it calling me, I stood still, As I saw my bleakest dream coming real. 

Five stars of denial And flickering dreams In this cold slumber And bleeding walls I won't see. Five angles of perfection Of bodies aborted And sights distorted Through my lust and perversion I won't see Tonight I failed again Tonight w...