In my own private loneliness

I flow slowly inside of this loneliness that insists in bring me to my own private haunted house full of nowhere full of uncontrolled thoughts like the vagabond walking around his own private hell looking for shelter in unknown atmospheres looking for peace inside of his own private mirror reflecting my own private decadence.

"Classicism is the subordination of the parts to the whole; decadence is the subordination of the whole to the parts." Oscar Wilde.