I saw him die in a dream last night.
I saw his life escape from his lips like smoke of drugs.
I saw her announce the end all dressed black.
Flowing tears on her tiny cheeks.
I saw my eyes stain with emptiness.
As if my whole heart were falling into the abyss.
When I woke up, I felt panic.
The thorns sink straight into my retinas.
My heart defied gravity.
My mind was sinking into panic.
For a moment, it seemed to me to lose that part of my ardent breath.
Then I thought about the present.
I saw the endless day.
Where my breath is showing less.
This incessant requiem.
Play his notes on the moment.
My fears take control.
False my words.
If I lose them for good, what will happen to me?
Nothing, only ashes.
Fly ash with the smell of lavender.