The remoteness plunges its fangs
Into my inmost;
The hope bleeds;
The dreams are falling
With broken by forgetfulness wings;
The smile turned into a grimace
Behind which helplessness hides ;
The lying grins between spoken in haste words
And thrusts the embarrassment's knife in the stomach,
Breaking the bolting of tears
And rushing the steps as far away from any question;
The flesh no longer feels anything -
Pain is the most powerful anesthetic-
The bones are shattered by the cold of despair
And yet, I scream of pain :
The saw of remoteness cuts,
Whistling as a forensic doctor,
The heart in two .

Tags: Poetry