The human sunset

Nice conjectures 

you have finished by now

To warm my heart

To doze off my thinking 

To recharge my desire 

And without any reasons 

The original road 

I retrace 

With the same cross 

On my shoulders 

Thirty times 

Heavier

I wander 

Among people

As a castaway 

A survivor

And embarrassed 

I lower my eyes 

Frightened 

As to greet 

The empty 

Void

In the void

Of an absent hope

Turned off

I close my eyes

And I fall 

Slowly

Asleep

 

Abandoned candle 

In the darkness 

Of a forgotten 

And buried church

Through its abyss

Of sadness:

Deep 

Mirror

Of each 

Naked life