A Warm Room

A hope in mind

is secret, and

a worn out smile reflects

in a mirror.

Bad dreams

go right away and

the world was destroyed

when I woke up.

We eat the dirt.

Make up meanings.

Seduce the reasons.

Maintain the intellect.

Want madly,

embrace the solitude tightly

and the memories I never forget.

A profile I never forget.

Write the facing time

with the fragments.

Save them and pile up

their first cries of births.

Devote myself solely

to writing to figure out

the changing prediction.

Ones who changed by it.

False name and a careless face

echoes right before my eyes.

Words of disqualification.

Will they reach me?

I see the end now.

Let's go home.