One Chance…
Millions of lights bursting through my optical nerves… You are away now… you are no more… Dream? Reality? Still don’t know… Do I really want to? Definitely!!! Am I doing anything? Not really… Do I want to do anything? Not anymore…
Time is always against me… there are so many things I would like to do… so little time… Time… Time… Time…
Only one shot and so little time… Can’t miss…
Still, those dust an dawn nightmares, hallucinations… Is it torture…? I don’t think so… or do I?
Torture for What? Have I done anything lately? Or is it the effect of past sins?
Time is running out… only some years?... months?... days?... hours?... minutes?... seconds?...
Anyone can’t tell it… I may have a cardiac arrest in 1 minute…. I may be shot in 1 hour, I might die of old age and still don’t know it…
(written on 25/11/2005)
domingo, 7 de maio de 2006
sábado, 6 de maio de 2006
quarta-feira, 3 de maio de 2006
Para quem diz que "À noite todos os gatos são Pardos"
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