This is me
I wander about aimlessly in a dark and black night
My night is my dream
My body is the victim of my soul
My dream is my wild nightmare
Terrified strange fears from the sun.
This is me!
My soul wanders in a nightmare
The night is completely dark
A tree is trembling
I hear only the sound of whipping on a tree’s body
It becomes bruised,
It is left out, alone in the world.
This tree is my body
It has no-one to see it’s pains
A sound breaks the silence of an untouched desert
My body trembles in this dream
Dream has to be my peace!!
Suddenly appear a murderer.
-F. B (Manus 2015)