Insomnio

Is such a liar
To herself
Again!

…

You always says
is all right darling, everything is gonna be just fine
So please … this time, say something that I wouldn’t believe is a lie

Something, sweet, like the cloud are cotton candy and not so far away to catch, something simple, something easy to achieve, something soft, tender, easy to believe ...

Let this lie, which both run away, softly disappear… into the box of my dreams.

Insomnia
oh! what a soundly dream

fin.