Photo by Zaza-Art 


Sitting on a black stone,

cold and grounded in the soil.

The weight of my body

pulls me down,

my dreams spoils.


My devil is present,

sitting cruelly on my shoulder.

The devil of apathy

makes me heavy,

holding me with images older.


Fears, doubts and pain

the devil knows to keep.

The master of apathy –

makes me sleepy

but he never goes to sleep.


There is only one way out:

fears, doubts and pain to release,

to wing my dreams

and fly to freedom,

so this apathy to cease.

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