i am talking to you!
are you content
with what you’ve got?
with everything you call your own for a while.

tonight and every night
be here, listen to what you’ve got to tell.

My grace is not a blessing
it is an owe to the humankind
for those who carry pieces of the common mind.

what do you want?
think. what is it
you dream about?
you can’t sleep at night about.

go for it, girl.
be the one you want to be.
don’t regret
the things or people that you can not have.
they are not there for you.

good. ok.
stop sobbing
it will be all right
just like any other day
when you want to be heard.

it is time to tell you
that it is time to leave the past and the futures.
you come with me now.
we’ve had enough of you and your nagging.
you are free. get up. it is time. he is waiting.

I did not know that i believe in the fairy tales you told me once.
You start believing when you need some support
only then it is too late to change the flow of the stream.
it is too late to comply to the rules of the church next to your home.
There is only one church left to you
the one you have the key to
that do not match any other door.

It is time to tell the truth to oneself
about the dreams you leave behind when you take your last breath.
the last deep take of the fresh oxygen going down your lungs then you sleep.

a long healthy life begins anew once you see the light in front of you
then you know it is the time to take it all and never forget what you have seen here.