SculptedByWinter

KillTheMoment

Darkness

i'm scared of swimming in the sea
dark shapes moving under me
every fear i swallow makes me small
inconsequential things occur
alarms are triggered
memories stir

it's not the way it has to be

when i allow it to be
there's no control over me
i have my fears
but they do not have me

walking through the undergrowth,
to the house in the woods
the deeper I go, the darker it gets
i peer through the window
knock at the door
and the monster
i was so afraid of lies
curled up on the floor
is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy

UnOttico

Vedo gli amici ancora sulla strada,
loro non hanno fretta,
rubano ancora al sonno l'allegria
all'alba un po' di notte:
e poi la luce, luce che trasforma
il mondo in un giocattolo.