End Of Agony

“One last day, when the cruel pages
slipped away from my inert palms
My arm fell paralyzed as they let go
the lethal sentence imprisoned into
careless and tender sentences
and small and ordered, sterile black letters

I can see your face
as you gladly take
the role of the redeemer
in my tired tale
and I’m at peace
with this raped fate”

Your smile would give me courage
as your loving fingers would dive
the razors into my veins
Do, in what I always fail!

Remain and tell me a tale
in your soothing voice,
Like on calm waves
I pass away
My life is
now yours

Oh, a few litres long...
Please, feign that you care,
that you really feel and understand,
that you’re more than just
a smiling, empty ghost
that always disappears
in a dismal silence

Hush me
and lie to me
so I won’t be afraid
and I’ll believe
my human majesty
lasts until I drift away;

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