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Amnesia
To let my thoughts flow
is to let my depression show
these isolated knowledge
oversees my only passage

Afraid of being aware
of my being away,
at the misery of pain
of keeping intactly sane
from these insignificant memories
from these irrelevant thoughts
and throughout these regress

I envy your direction
as it makes me without one
I distress over your determination
as it makes me one
I resent your persistence
it is only a lonely junction
with this sort of choices
what chances are there to choose
with these dead wishes
what wishes are there to keep alive
with these forgotten thoughts
what thoughts are there to remember
with such monotonous routines
what routes are there to be left taken
with these invidious contrition
how can anyone be happy
how can anyone be,
anything at all,
with these cowardice journey,
who can be brave enough,
if at all...