There's black all around

There’s black all around, with nothing to touch or see,

I’m hanging by dead images that started to discolor, swallowed by the obscure sea.

 

In this dark universe the wind is breathless,

To never wake up again, to bleed to death �" it would be a bless.

The sweet, cold rain, it never pours,

Because here’s no sky, no earth, no exit doors.

 

There’s black all around, with noting to smell or hear,

In my dreams is still a bit of color, but soon it will disappear.

 

In this dark universe my heart stopped beating,

Here’s no oxygen, because there’s no need of breathing,

For the last shard of sun I’m still grieving…

 

I’m screaming to the endless dark,

But the echo of my voice won’t overcome,

Because here’s no “get back from”.

 

There’s black all around, with no joy or pain,

Because here’s neither lose or gain,

I still remember how love and hate felt like,

But this will be erased too by the obscure bane,

Replaced by a field of nothing, an obscure plain…

 

It’s kind of funny to remember that I pushed myself out of the light,

Step by step, slowly and slight…

It’s kind of funny to remember how I smiled while I plunged into an endless flight,

Flutter by flutter, until my wings started to rot,

Diving in the dark, in a sea of aught…

 

There’s black all around, with nothing to touch or see,

There’s black all around, there’s just… me.