Crazy times

Couple of times in my life, some seasons…
I decide to be drunk most of the time
So, I don’t think so much
I just feel
It’s like honey
It’s like the moon
I stay there, no more
Doing nothing but shining
Sometimes full
Sometimes empty
Just like the moon…

What if...

What if there is not a better future, just one future... what if there are so many futures and you choose the easy one. What if you don't ask any questions, if you never have doubts? Is that ok? Is that better?

Are you afraid of the answers? I am...but anyway I have to ask. Everyone has one thing; every one has attraction to the vertigo. There is nobody to tell us what if... we are alone, seeking poetry in this simple world. I prefer look for it strongly. Maybe is too risky... maybe.

This is not the same moon; this is a new one ;).