My husband only talks about money and properties
My husband only talks about money and properties
My husband only talks about money and properties
About pipes and refurbishments
About refinancing
And management
The finishing up buildings
And renovations
Carpets
Doors
I don’t give a damn about the shade of the doors endings
His mother only talks about money and properties
I don’t give a damn
I know I’m ungrateful
But I am suffocating
I want to talk about a nonexistent property
in this house
Should I hate them
I do feel hate
but I postpone
and wait
what good will come out of my revenge
it’s better to sleep and bake
go to the mountains
although I won’t
visit the grave
I have never seen
of my sweet sister
with blond curly hair
it’s all over now
the world begins
let the love
calm down
and sleep
Still nothing about love, Virgin
just spikes and shiny steel
no dead people rising
no kisses
no warm
schizophrenic galaxy
boredom
lucifer is encircling me two days in a row
this week
it is stifling
lucifer on monday
another on tuesday
hope there will be rain
on wednesday
or at least
a rose, with spikes made of her
anger
there is no love in your galaxy,
virgin
expensive diamond skulls
jewellery
I have lost the meaning of waiting
for your sign
I’m lost
and buried
deep deep down
in a darkly underground
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