A twilight season

 

Every day, every second we die

I feel time running but I’m suspended

As a star in the celestial vault, fixed but changing, trapped…

Suspended in a twilight season when thoughts become elusive

Nothingness spread as plague

Orb of  light, give me reason to live

For I know the things I see are fake

I’m on the edge of abyss

I must make a choice

Diving or moving away to break the paradoxal cycle

Can I , can I ?

Suspended in a twilight season, season of doubt

Desolate, desolate, region

Where sanity faith and pride seem to vanish

 

Inside silence there’s an echo

I can hear voice whispering

Saying: “why am I I  ?”

As unique spectator

 

Where are illusions,

A fate’s singularity out of control

Dare I cut the Gordian knot

As unique spectator I look at the world

 

Inside silence there’s an echo

I can hear voice whispering

 

Diving or moving away to break the paradoxal cycle

Can I , can I ?

Suspended in a twilight season, season of doubt

Desolate, desolate, region

 

Inside silence there’s an echo

I can hear voice whispering

Saying: “why am I I  ?”

As unique spectator

 

Where are illusions,

A fate’s singularity out of control

Dare I cut the Gordian knot

As unique spectator I look at the world

 

Inside silence there’s an echo

I can hear voice whispering

 

I look at the world

Inside, but outside