I am, faced with life.
An infidel, a rebel
I leave to infinity
My fake wings and my ideas
Eternally unsatisfied
I leave to time that which it has taken from me
I stagger into oblivion
Like a child who dozes off
In the world of dreams
I walk with closed eyes
Into the circle I plunge
All my incomplete poems
It's my cage of questions
Fantasies without a subject
I travel without reason
Into the allusion of my projects
Without damage I say no
To false or erroneous ideas
It's my world of shivers
I invite you to enter it
Soothed by voices that I only hear in the dark
Sometimes guided step by step I take the time to play the part
The part between the demons who develop a taste for my sleep
When dreams become distorted and nightmares wake up
I'm scared to lose my way1, I have a compass that isn't working
Give me just one good reason to trust in my ideas
They are crazy and without end, no one will listen to them
I believe that in the illusion there is a bit of truth
I'm scared to be me,
To be alone in the dark
Why make a choice
If we can't even have me anymore
It's my cage of questions
Fantasies without a subject
I travel without reason
Into the allusion of my projects
Without damage I say no
To false or erroneous ideas
It's my world of shivers
I invite you to enter it
1. lit. to lose the north