Impressions

refuel

you re-fuled. you took from me to give to you. you re-fuled and left me, wanting more, having less. you re-fueled. you re-fueled. I’m almost empty, soon I will not be able to re-fuel you. soon I’ll able to reveal to you, that things about you no longer need me to concentrate and you’ll be …

Still Furious

Still furious that I cannot heal by choice nor my nature. Still furious that when I think I have na control, Still furious ‘cos I’m weaker than before, time seems to be my distateful capture. When the night is young, the air is light and wind is warm, my wound bleeds quitely… I know it …