Claustrophobic thoughts on solitude and self-love
Duty was the master of my obsessions
Although I was travelling in an unreachable remote realm
Where I was not aware that I could have dreamed
The surprise of being a part of the time and eternity
But as an invisible and ethereal creature of darkness
Longing I could manifest all the desires of mine
Faraway from ambiguous wicked beings
Enticed by my love and desire for my untouchable beloved
Who perceived but ignored my passion for him
Hence, frustration and impossibility separated me
Keeping me awake at night and a dreamer in the middle of the day
Whenever I could have the chance to meet him
I would rejoice in his vision and sometimes voice
Striving to obtain some quick and volatile attention
For just a few instants that sounded like an eternity
Silence and loneliness waited for me
In every corner of my mind
Whenever my hope could have been fulfilled
In my naive dreams
Waiting was the only option
Even forever
As long as I could be there not far from him
With my heart
Dreams and illusions are my merriment
Like a multicoloured lamp enlightening sleepless nights
While my claustrophobic thoughts trapped my mind
In a vortex
Letting the river of life captivate me
I float like a leaf on the cold waters of fate
When uncertainty is the ruler of the realm
Echoing my name
Words like carved truths on my soul
Conducting me to my unknown destination
I become words
I become memories
Vanishing in the void
All that remains of me are my fears and longings
Cling to my love
Burning like an inextinguishable flame
Pure like the blossom of a crimson rose.
Elisabetta
