Images of Desperation

Obsolete images are rising into the head

foreign signs so many and confused

behind those walls liars, choked features

every of them, recall blurred remembrances.

So fierce and disgusted appear in those eyes

plunging into those accidental pictures

vexed from every sound, from every smell

for the afraid, to come back perceive their dust.

Here they recall

inevitable

Here they recall

forcefully

The wails, the slashes, the chilling-heat of dispersal.

Frustrated, neglected souls buried in the unknown they recall a way to return to hurt.

They laugh like a drain, in rapture mesmerizing and awakening blurred frames

indelible nightmares reclaiming their right of been alive,

(reclaiming their right of been alive).

Can't disappear, escape or forget, don't cloak this frustrated desperation.

Whereas they are destined to hunt, every image is menacing those eyes

and the desperation laugh.

Here they recall without control

the instability of thoughts

make servants and gaolers of time

everything remains without explain.

One of those days they would arise

one of those days they would come back to light.

Here they recall, inevitable.