did you hear this sound?
of something digging?
no matter how loud this digging sounds
my screams are louder
trying to reach my bounds
slowly, it expounds
nothing, only sorrow
sorrow of living so long
believing that every word that i know
give me a possibility to real lives something more
than dreams and shallow experiences
maybe i’m already dead
or maybe, it’s just one more moment of thinking
if this dig are deep enough
or i’m just melancholy and sad