José Ángel Mañas

“The sun is high and I’m surrounded by sand.For as far as my eyes can seeI’m strapped into a rocking chairWith a blanket over my kneesI am a stranger to myselfAnd nobody knows I’m hereWhen I looked into my faceIt wasn’t myself I’d seenBut who I’ve tried to be.I’m thinking of things I’d hoped to forget.I’m choking to death in a sun that never sets.I clugged up my mind with perpetual griefAnd turned all my friends into enemiesAnd now that past has returned to haunt me.I’M SCARED OF GOD AND SCARED OF HELLAND I’M CAVING IN UPON MYSELFHOW CAN ANYONE KNOW MEWHEN I DON’T EVEN KNOW MYSELF”