Silence

Silence

Silence is the reply
I hear the most.
There is where imagination and choices
take off in noisy travels

Travels where everything is possible
You can go to heaven
but silent journeys
are always lonely.

Beautiful trips
or nightmares
that I build on images
that are born only God knows where.

Please, take me away from heaven
rip off my wings
don't make me an angel
transform my self into man only
put me on Earth

take away my distant look
remembering shadows
and disconnected thoughts
Overlapped on a mess
that has birth like the air
like breathing

it's not human, it's just a dream
in a chain of events
that are built and linked
and free-willedly
change