Obsession transformed in poetry,
Frozen teardust and
Materialized feelings

Deceiving inner peace
I am OK.

Meaningless eyes and glass eyelids,
Painfully naked and
Solely exposed

Nothing to hide, but
I am OK, I think

Obsidian balast in each word,
Ruby-cold and
Subhuman energy waves

You could have said 'no', but
I am OK. How are you?

Sleepless nights and angry demons,
Tired of struggling and
Losing to myself

I could have given up, but
I am OK... or am I?

Misleading cigarette smoke
Painfully bitter and
Cold coffee

Just like me
However, I am OK.

No, today nothing happened
My heart didn't stop
My door didn't open

No, today I'm just starving
Your eyes stopped searching for mine
Your lips stopped giving their rusted embrace

No, today events refused themselves
The liberty to happen
The shackles have so mischievingly opened

My pen stopped writing...