I don’t know how much more
There is left to disregard
How much can a person
Take of insensitivity?
Yellow blanket
Run for cover
Hiding under the
Detestation of stress
Embrace the nothingness
Feel yourself exploding
Nobody to see you
No one to wonder where you are
Where are you really
The weight of the stars
The headache of no sleep
You’re losing yourself
I’m confortable in
The middle of nowhere
Grass at the back of your head
Whatever matters today
Matters less tomorrow
Who’s awake
Who’s sleeping
© GÄ
Poétique 