Creating A Stranger

All of my personalities are the same.
very simple and easy that you can recognize.
when I walk through the streets,
I use my first face,
and when I find you,
or when I arrive somewhere,
I use my another face.
but all of my personalities are the same,
and the first and second face are just an identity.
something screams in my skull
"don't come around with a hidden identity."

i hope there isn't any third and fourth.
because this creature lives forever !

Existence Out Of Nothing, And I Will Exit

Something exists under my skin,
it tickles me, it bothers...it still reigns my body.
something moves under my pillow,
it isn't my hand, it isn't a nightmare, it is myself.
it is myself but it's not me who tickles me.
when you bury my body, my existence will reveal my meaning.

Rooms No. 24 & 25

please be quiet dear psychotics. doctor will be here for a minute.
but control yourself for awhile. he sleeps in the next room and...
...hey you son of the bitch ! hey you ! are you listening to me ?
shit ! give me that poison !
give me that !

For A Dreamy Moment...

with a pain in my back,
with the river of painkillers in my veins,
i sleep on the sofa,
somewhere in the hall,
somewhere in the clouds.