awake...

vortex of obessive behaviours
valid reasons to play
with the seconds of fate
that was my obligation

at first when i was high
it was tremendous
and i felt strange sensations
like collecting the stars i followed
until brighter ones appeared

insisted on the same dream
i blame myself for that optimism
how long this should go?
all i see is my virtuality

my whole shyness disappeared
right words and gestures were all there
characters became less important
things had the exreme values
sensuality was pervasive

weird past failures in the mind
an utopian imagination registered
the addictive projection to otherside
i forgot to live the reality

the desire to seduce and be seduced
irresistable then...
my marrow was infused with pleasure
courageous feelings of
ease, power, omnipotence, euphoria
everything seemt weak by me

but somewhere this should change
sandless hourglass i turned
a countdown for the awake...