I can not talk about this
Or, anyway, I shouldn't
But the awfull truth is that I find myself often thinking about death
Or the ideea of some other world,
Or life.
I don't feel like I want to die
Is not that,
Is just...
I felt this world
I taste it
Is dark and cold, but not like a chocolate ice-cream.
I felt it in some bitter way
I felt it dark in some sweet ways
And cold,
Like the hand of the...