I remembered that I was breathing
and slowly opened my eyes
so as not to see what was inside me
so as to see only what flowed out of me and touched
the firestorm around
the burning bells and ashes of living
seems I fled again into the soaring vaults of time
skeletons of foolish past
into unforgiving charm of existence
arms of fruitless promises and prayers
the sun bleeding its light into another patient night
while every now and then I come back to this world and remember signs
from the previous encounters with destiny
so here I am again
one of a billion sacrifices
to no one of dignity
and not for anything of value