Night garden

... A secret is inside me
I devour
nobody understands
but everyone "knows."
There is nothing that can save me.
I fall.
I open the door
smother the time
that seems to flow in caos.
A desire a spell
to enlight the night.
while I'm die.
Cold
and where I want to be on this night?
the beginning of a circle
high and low.
Revolves around.
Revolves around.
Revolves around.
I fall.
... Sometimes the reason for which you have to do something because you want to ...
Fall.
Like autumn leafs
see, everything vanishes
and it rebuilds.
...like are the words
in my garden at night...
Write on paper
with the smell of black and white
that is consumed in the cold air.
...you think I do not know which way to go but I do not follow anything.

-inside-

Blurred photographs
brief moments in which you burn the negative,
but everything is here closed in a black flower.
... All passes slowly
while all the parts of me watching us.
waiting for the clear dawn on the road.
Gun to my head that makes loud noise.
Night Garden asleep now,

-sleep with me in this dark night
because I do not belong to these colors.
Keep my secret.
tense dark hands.-

I fall into sleep.
If something screaming much, not mean that tell something.
Perhaps, at the reverse we chase us
or I will run me.
or you take me
or I'll catch you.
We are grief
that melt at the night
in my silence garden
full of secret and caos.