Split In My Skin On My Toe

Fire!

I wake up every morning

- again I wake up -

and plot against the world,
infamous
enemy to take out.

eyelids open

and opens fire

on everything

up everywhere

I

I was

still you.

Sniper

desperate

look for you among the people,

kidnapped my love,

and fear look

these hostages
sad and alone,

the same as me

alarm kissing

in your place.
- Fire! -

I am music
interrupted

by a cry of pain,

are cries of pain

covered by gunfire

shots and muffled now

a happy song.

And die of inertia,

in this useless war,

hit from a distance
by you that you can not,

from sleep and the desire

not ever wake up.