FRACTURE

I believed that only in adolescence there was this perpetual fracture between what we would like to be and what we are, then later you discover that it is life that forces us to live this conflict. Live every day hiding behind gestures and behaviors that you think you should adopt, while behind that facade you hear the screech of your essence scratching inside your flesh in a vain attempt to get out…. And the only thing I do is drown her together with the hope that one day this may end … Pieces of heart on the ground, pieces of door, scattered colors … I want to paint but it means that nothing is good. I just wish I was less burdensome, stressful, ruin it all, weak, rotten. I just wish I was less myself. A different person? Maybe not, it would have been enough for me to be less myself, a different character maybe, I don’t know. I just know that I don’t want anyone.

FRAGILE

Fragility is part of me, this is true;
I feel very emotional and sensitive,
able to grasp details that people are not normally able to fully grasp
Even those details are fragile: those little pieces of the world that no one sees,
perhaps hidden by the shadow of chaos and lack of time …
see them, and I appreciate them.
I see the fragility of the cobweb after it has rained,
when the droplets of rain run down the threads …
I see how easily it could snap, and I sigh, hoping it doesn’t.
I am so fragile that when I see a bee, or a hornet,
or any insect that could hurt me,
that is drowning in a basin,
I bend down and pick it up with my hands,
because I know it won’t hurt me,
because in that moment we are both fragile.
At that moment we both suffer.
can’t explain more clearly the sense of fragility around me,
but know that wherever you look,
in everything you see, there is always a crack,
a delicate edge,
something that if you look even more carefully,
you will find fragile.
Almost as fragile as you are.

BEYOND THE IMAGINATION

Okay, I've never been here, I've only been here.

I've seen faces, walked streets, drank beer and smoked weed.

I wanted to do more, say more, but it's not the turn to feel sorry for yourself, not now.

Now we get up if we are on the ground.

Now let's run if we have learned to walk.

Now you don't just shout to the sky, now the sky will listen to us because we will make it tremble with our voices, so let us hear you.

Wherever you are, scream until you are free.

Turn up the volume of the music because it is the music that will set us free.

Forget everything for a moment, forget about being children, being fathers, mothers.

There are no bonds here except those we have built.

Forget everything for a moment, the worries, the pains, the pains, the hell, the tears.

Here we cry only for joy for having made it, to be alive always and in any case, because what you are never dies,

your word never dies.

I was born on a winter's night, in a valley of hopes and promises.

They are the consequence of my thoughts, my actions and beyond.

Beyond the imagination, beyond my head, my hands and beyond.

Leave a mark on all the people you've met and arrive at the end with nothing left, broken into a thousand pieces and beyond.

Over my arms, legs, feet and beyond.

Besides everything that has never been here

Besides all that has never been true.