Poesie e testi per chi vuol piangere

di Little_ball_of_anxiety
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Lista capitoli:
Capitolo 1: *** Il mio albero ***
Capitolo 2: *** Living ***
Capitolo 3: *** There are no golden flowers ***

Capitolo 1
*** Il mio albero ***

Tematiche forti, menzione di suicidio

Il mio albero

Madre e padre,

vi domando perdono.

Sorelle e fratelli,

non rammentatevi di me.

Vecchia insegnante,

perdono gli insulti a me rivolti.

Vecchi compagni di viaggio,

vi auguro una buona continuazione.

Dal greco Aiace

al moderno Jacopo Ortis

il mondo non è mutato.

Continuerete a camminare,

anche se chiudo gli occhi.

Continuerete a camminare,

anche se smetto di respirare.

Vecchio me stesso,

ti domando perdono.

Caro me stesso,

a te che non vedi futuro dico

ricorda delle gioie della vita

mentre chiudi gli occhi

mentre senti le orecchi fischiare

mentre senti la corda strozzare.

Se senti di avere pensieri simili o altre persone attorno a te vorrebbero uccidersi, chiama aiuto.

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Capitolo 2
*** Living ***

During my childhood

my father was always absent

and when I managed to see him

there were only screams and loud noises all over the place

I thought my mother was perfect

since the differences from her husband

But grewing up I noticed more and more

how negleting and pricky she was.

Emotion are out

Perfection is my second name

Follow your bigger sister's steps

Who am I?

I don't know.

Maybe a robot or a ghost.

Who knows?

Sister, you were my safe space.

Where are you, then?

Oh, right! In your own life.

I can call and whine, but you won't came.

My screams and tears have disappeard.

Delusion is my second name

Follow your hearth!

Hey, just keep me alive, okay bud?

Cousing, there you are!

Sipping some tea

And slowing slipping from my hands.

I was an adult in a child body,

Now I am an age regressor!

There it is!

Give me back my time!

Give me back my dreams!

It's cold and I can't understand anything of this!

You keep walking while I learn

what hope and emotions are.

Please keep silent

I just need to rest

I failed as a baby,

so let me live a childhood now.

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Capitolo 3
*** There are no golden flowers ***

I'm a flower in a cage

Which flower I am?

I don't know.

I can't see myself,

but I see that I am in a cage.

Even if I was a frail little seed

the soil let me grow.

I am nothing more than a little flower

peeking at the world

through my cage's bars

I'm a flower in a cage

Which flower I am?

I don't know.

I can't see myself,

but I see that I am in a cage.

Even if some petals fly away

I'm still here and green.

Butterfly rarery come near me

I'm nothing but a little flower

Wishing to not be trapped

behind some metal bars

I'm a flower in a cage

Which flower am I?

I don't care because

I'm almost dust.

Couldn't see the sun,

Couldn't reach the sky

Like this I'm going to die.

I'm nothing more than a little flower.

You could put in the trash this cage

And help the little flower that I am

to survive and feel alive.

If you can help this hopeless little me

And the other flowers trapped in cages.

You could let us free.

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