Poem: The Present and the Past Meet the Future...

How far it will lead this path?
How many friends I have to lose?

This silent that corrupts my ambitions
this feeling of life living inside of me...
this-regardless- my emotions and my intuitions
guide me, stabbed me, poisons my will and left me drowning in the wild sea.

O' sweet and gentle light
give me thy warmth
do not leave me behind
give me strength to win
this incoherent battle
of switch enemies.

Tamed, untamed
the wilderness of words
grows inside my head.
I can be fierce less. Swimming with sacrifices...
a mutual feeling.

Now, awaits deep and hidden
the boy that with smiles
will give me wings.
We are attached and not condemned
we live, we chose this path.

Leaving the yellow road that
who knows were it leads. With smiles but empty eyes
they greet me...who knows.

Now, I am not scared of uncertainties
neither of sacrifices, this life is made with more than riddles and puzzles.
the past dried,
pausing every memory
with their faces and empty eyes.
The present is undone,
I live the fullest that is all I know...
the future is yet to come.