myocardium notes

Without warning, as it was supposed to be
pierced through and sealed the holes
as a good footprint

Casualties were countless after that
nothing of serious, though
Oblivion doesn't come while still think of it too hard
So minutes, days, seconds and years passed by
but it doesn't really matter for a picture in the heart
colors don't fade and music is never too loud
almost perfect at its exclusive existance in the secluded valley of memories

sometimes a tear, others a silly smile
those revolving sweet moments torn into a nightmare
when confronting the facts
wishing for some moments one and the opposite for a while
until...
it solved was

so quick and simple, nothing was leveled but filled
able to recognize emotions but without reasons to feel them
understanding the tricks so easily bored at the show

worse than watching the clowns painting their faces
how am I supposed to stay watching these shows
when I know where the hand goes?

in these days I'm only here and now
without space for yesterdays and barely some for the future
and I laugh... there's nothing else I can feel