Nebularium

our life is sometimes

a story set in a game level,

we never leave until the will dies

if our credits were forever

forever…

and now the time has come

I feel so weak

I was weared out by the wander

and I can’t believe

answer’s here

in this silent shadow

all’s silent in deepest freeze

flowing back I see

the steps of my history

and their immobility

people flowing, looking on

and never turn back

deepest dreaming hypnotized

our steps give rules to time

alone in a crowd, likes of me

shadows fight against shadows of time

alone in a room the end I can’t see

I cry, just leave me alone

it follows near behind

alone against the shadows of time

I hear his breth of centuries

millennium-old heart pulse

be my nebularium

save my life from its hold

I slowly turn my look

there’s a mirror behind

an old man in the reflection

the shadow is me