Time found you lying motionless

The definition of an old love was lying on the wooden floor of memory

Each day you scribble a meaningful inscription on its grave

Υou raise your hands in despair

one would say you long for god's mercy

but you only aim at your deformed picture of loneliness

You are an angel of loss

yet you still believe that every single moment is worth some kind of honor..

You are a hopeless trembling candlelight in the need for oxygene

You are neither young nor old,

Nevertheless,the authorities will determine your age and life expectancy

through the complicated beaureocracy of a health system that buries people alive..

You are the living picture of failure,

according to their figures

But you arestill smiling 'cause you know that nobody dies until

the declaration of their surrender..