Insomnia

Puy du Fou, Maio.2016

No loneliness is loneliness enough
Anymore.
No space is space enough
Anymore.
Suffocation lies no matter where

She is in each one of those faces
Painstakingly visible
Being talked to
Being smiled to
Being looked at
And in them the weight of the world

No sleep is rest enough
No death is peace enough
To this mind that won't stop spinning
And prevents her from walking straight paths
And refuses to sleep - afraid of the waking time

The single aim is not to be
Thus even no life is too much life
for those breaky bones to store

No dream is far enough
No room is safe enough
No life is death enough
Anymore.