cracks

I got carried away

by the future wind of change

when they shouted and neglected

every little approach of mine

cracked

on the wall

without regard

we all have roles scheduled here

not everything

runs on this game

of luck

some things are just planned

long ago

some are just

chip on the wall

begging for attention

like this veil

re-entering

knocking on my door

unintentionally

slipping through the mist

and causing dread

in my head

since then

every night

it tears my insides apart

waves of heat and cold

messing up with me

the days became the darkest nights

lived through mares

when all the days merged

into one miasmatic structure

I’m leaving

all my pains in the bathroom

washed away by streams

of fresh water

undisturbed by anyone’s

evil eye

going furtively with impatient intent to find out

what’s this all about

and where I left all my proper props extremely futile