Sogno e poesia

Come mi sento a volte:

Catch me as I fall
Say you're here and it's all over now
Speaking to the atmosphere
No one's here and I fall into myself
This truth drives me
Into madness
I know I can stop the pain
If I will it all away

[Chorus]
Don't turn away
Don't give in to the pain
Don't try to hide
Though they're screaming your name
Don't close your eyes
God knows what lies behind them
Don't turn out the light
Never sleep never die

I'm frightened by what I see
But somehow I know
That there's much more to come
Immobilized by my fear
And soon to be
Blinded by tears
I can stop the pain
If I will it all away

[Chorus]

Fallen angels at my feet
Whispered voices at my ear
Death before my eyes
Lying next to me I fear
She beckons me
Shall I give in?
Upon my end shall I begin
Forsaking all I've fallen for?
I rise to meet my end

[Chorus x3]
Servatis a periculum
Servatis a maleficum

( Evanescence, Whisper )

Come mi sento spesso:

L’ozio veniale mi scevera
dall’utile; esala, perpetuamente
accanto, condensa e rigida diventa
la mia sagoma, una statua.
Rimando nuovi propositi, vacua.

Poi si cangia in sonno,
inetta, lo aspetto veemente;
profila amori, viaggi australi,
ma sono prodotti d’onde cerebrali.
Vorrei…scrollarmi il torpore di dosso,
scuotere le mie doti, ma non oso…

( Maria Giunta, Torpore esistenziale)