Differently, yet always so one-sidedly.
Briefly and never profoundedly.
Lack of time, lack of sympathy;
The way this inverted world works: affectedly.

Merely a vision, even if a narrow one,
An underestimated ambition never fades to the background.
Keeps coming up and co

Entrance to a new day again,
Sequel to my every morning entrada.
First fumble steps towards the twilight,
Through the suspicious veil of tranquillity.

As i scramble in the dim greyness,
Watching my each careful pace.
These lonesome trails of abandoned,
Dispersing de

No longer darkness bothers within me,
I've learned to live with blindfolded eyes.
One day as i woke and couldn't see,
Knew i'd spend the rest of my life in disguise.

Only seeing the thorns which took my sight,
If you thought a blindman can't see.
Each day mourning : "th

As today withers to past,
My present is still present.
In a second future is deceased,
The captured moment unleashed.

Picturing the coming beforehand,
Reality is always less exciting,
Still dreams remain as dreams...
Nothing making 'em into real.

No intention