The smell of emptiness
In search of a better life
A pool
of the mixture
between laughter
and hidden tears,
silence and loneliness

The dream
At the foundations of the wall
that keeps animals away from home
Whispers of the wind,
murmurs of the victims,
burrows that empty
under the bloody moonlight

Blame.
Remorse
filling you to overflowing
You open your mouth
to set you free
A shout,
stuck in your throat

A song without the sound of voices.
A song in silence
overshadowed by the noise behind the walls,
by the innocence that is born and dies without ever living,
by home
by the forced silence
by guilt
by nausea and vomiting
by everwatching corridors
by eyes on you, from another time, in another place.

Inside the castle
The movie out there doesn’t concern you
because you have managed to overshadow it
although at night its light doesn’t let you rest
And if you pay attention,
if the evil in your heart lets you listen,
you’ll discover that the song that is heard
sounds in the smoke
rising to the sky.