Gloomily Dressed

Here i am, gloomily dressed

To blend in with the night

To be as one with the shades

And let their hidden silence dim my sight

Here i am keeping my balance on the threat of life

Unaware of the solar messages

Attracted by the ones behind the walls of decease

Paralyzed by their invisible voices

Gloomily dressed i think

How much obscure air was in the womb

And in an old man's glance

Now, prepared for my passing away

I can feel your fear of death

Of finding yourself dressed in your own bones

Here i am, gloomily dressed

To perform my anguish, to display my anxiety

In the theatre of shadows

And the night still holds me

New in compliance with my fading existence

The dark is my only dress

That dark in which i can hear the reverb of my cries

And enrich my feelings with lonelyness