viernes, 13 de marzo de 2015

Than me

I looked at the mirror and just saw It. Devilishly bigger than me,  darker than me, more evil than me,
But it was smiling and I was not.


martes, 11 de noviembre de 2014

Forgive me

Just midnight...
I'm walking alone in this grey building.
I can't remember... why am I here?
My clown... my little toy is crying. It's crying blood tears.
Why?
I don't understand.
I'm sitting on the floor. Does it have to be cold?
I can't feel it.
Baby clown, baby clown... if I sing, maybe, you could open your eyes, your bloody eyes. Baby clown, baby clown.

Why all this blood? Something is giving me pain, in my chest.
I'm cleaning you, my little clown, with my white dress... the blood is not yours, isn't it?

Ah...you...please, sir, help me! I don't know where I am.
Sir? Please! Can you see me? Please!! I'm begging you...

Again alone, in this grey building. There is people who pretends I'm not here. Why...
Mum, Dad!!! Where are you? I miss you too much!! Where are you, where are you, where are...

This blood...is mine? Clown, little clown, is it mine? But nothing is hurting me...

Miss!! Please, little woman, can you help me? No, no...nooo!!! Don't go out, don't run!! Please!!!
Why, why, why...

Mummy... You have left me here... Am I not good? Am I not a good girl? Please, mummy, come back with me...

It's not my fault. I didn't do anything. You scared me, daddy. That's the reason I run away. Forgive me, daddy, I wouldn't do that. Just... I was afraid, so afraid.

I'm pretty sure my home is here, in this grey building. But nobody can see me. My dad and my mum are not here... And the blood is here, in my head. And in my clown's head. He is my friend.

How along do I have to stay here? When are they going to forgive me? I didn't see the stairs and I fell down. Sorry...I already know I shoudn't run.


jueves, 25 de septiembre de 2014

Come with me

I can embrace the darkness, I can feel your pain.
You are alone in this grey world. She is alone too. They are alone too.
But sometimes the nightmares give us the opportunity to show our souls, our spirits.
I'm here, in the cemetery, waiting for you.
Would you like?
I don't want this__ please, come with me.