Sofferenze

 Il dolore,

le sofferenze temprano l'uomo,

ma non, 

lo abbattono

No Matter

 There is

There was

There will always will be

this other world

just for me.

No matter my age 

or even the cage

that world is my cross

laid out on the page

Unrecognizable

 i have never 

recognized love, or even life,

until it hurt.

Until the searing pain.

Until the edges of the word

found a way to burrow beneath the skin

and cause the agony that demands to be focused upon

Pages

 You are not my before

just a whole lot of the story

that i can't read anymore.

Pages torn from the book,

with just the remnants of what they were left.

You Lost Bro?

 We are all lost souls

some are lost in others

while others are lost in themselves