If the shoe doesn’t fit . . . Hurl it!

. . . and walk barefoot towards unknown destinations . . .




What good will it do
When everything is overdue
Well. Don’t overthink, is a good advice
You don’t have to say it twice

Yesterday night Morpheus took me in his arms
fairies sang me a lullaby and in the morning; Death
opened my eyelids with his middle finger, woke me up
singing: “Wham! Wake me up before you go go”
Are you flipping kidding me!? I muttered to myself angstfully
and yawned, hugged my pillow and snorted, the alarm clock rang

The sun is visibly shining today
Gray clouds tattered and swift
and I am still breathing so make another wish
The everyday struggle has barely began

Inferno De Aqua!

Hear my cry heavens above!

Roar thunder!

Tell the world what my pain is all about

Cry clouds!

Cry for your sister!

Her deepest fears came true!

She gave her soul heart and mind

to the one. . .

Raise waves!Raise!

Crush the rocks!

Blow wind!Blow!

The ever crying game!

I will not play it anymore!

I fall down on my knees

and cover my face with mud

No more!

Raise waves!Raise!

Crush me!

Blow wind!Blow!

sweep away my sorrow

I will be reborn tomorrow!

Hear my cry heavens above. . .

Your sister is sad. . .

Cry clouds. . . Cry. . .

Cleanse my soul. . .