• aloksparsa 23w


    They say I disappeared into sweet nothingness,
    A collateral damage of
    The lawless beauty of this world.
    While I traded in the darkness
    Of the backstage,
    Being anonymous.

    People kept dancing to the movements
    Of the hands of unknown vitalities
    Mere mannequins
    Posing for unknown spectators,
    Taking over the stage and the seats

    And there it was
    The grand show that,
    I enjoyed alone from my corner.
    And nobody ever dared to join me
    In my darkness.