For the sake of not thinking, and to express myself

I might had nothing in the end, but to a certain extent I had everything. That’s how one feels; when heroin comes in action, everything else loses importance. The junk had become at the center of my life, it was the only priority. So during the afternoons I preferred being alone. I had a girlfriend, friends, but my social life was no longer of any interest to me. I often preferred to lock myself at home, watching movies, listening to good music. And draw sketches.Every now and then I stayed there with the music turned on, taking inspiration from my […]

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Zombie Resurrection

I was told that monsters do not exist. They told this to me and to all my friends, more or less at the age of seven, that vampires, ghosts, boogiemen and zombies do not exist. It is all a fabrication. But monsters exist, although, sometimes we pretend they don’t. Monsters arrive when we try to suppress our sensations, not to feel them, to distort them. If I deal with what I have in my mind, when I’m not thinking too lucidly, my problems, my paranoia and my fears can destroy me, ruin my life, appearing much more monstrous than how […]

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I love to write

Today, some students studying at the Cattaneo High School in Modena, have come to visit Sanpa. We talked about our passions, each one of us has one… or at least I think each one of us should have one! As to me, my passion is to write, there are several reasons why: I love to write, I do not know exactly why, but all I know is that I love to write. I was asked to write an essay explaining what it means for me to write. Well, it sounds weird, but I had to start it all over again, […]

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We Are Alive

Four years have flown by and as always I like you, perhaps even more so now. I’m watching the rainfall, wind that creates tornadoes made up of flower petals and grey clouds that cover the skies. It’s been so long since we’ve last spoken, I’m not even sure that I would be able to talk. It’s hard to find the right words when for so long just our glances spoke for us. “How are you? What are you doing? What are you thinking?”. These are the first questions that I would ask you. If I close my eyes, the sound […]

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The other half of the heart

If I had to compare my life to something, I would definitely associate it with a war. Ever since I was little I fought against the indifference of my parents and against the teasing of my schoolmates. I fought not to be unnoticed, to be accepted by the group. I have fought against all the healthy principles my grandparents have taught me. I fought so that I could be the most popular of all, not to feel alone, but above all, I fought against myself. I became a great soldier over time. I was able to betray, hurt, humiliate, lie, […]

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As if nothing had happened

We started to glimpse some lights, after a few minutes we were inside. The club was complete to the full of its life, it was night-time and I felt at home. That pounding music gave me a feeling of inner peace, blocking all my thoughts, and to cope being there, ecstasy was the best drug. No one looked at me whereas people usually did, wherever I was and with who ever I was with. My friends came to greet me happy to see me, I was in peace with the world. My only concern was to get some junk. After […]

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