Borderline blues (Marcella Boccia) 🎧 English

Borderline blues (Marcella Boccia)I walk the edge of silence,where words are knives, and silence is a wound.Between two breaths, I am both fire and snow,a soul split open like the sky at dusk—half light, half shadow,always in-between,never quite whole.Do you see me?The one who wears madness like a cloak,whose eyes are mirrors of shattered dreams,who dances in the ruins of hope,each step a prayer to the unknown.I am the storm you cannot tame,the sea that refuses to be mapped.My heart beats in intervals,a drum with no rhythm—borderline, they call it.But what if it is the only truth I know?Tell me, where does the storm end and the stillness begin?Is it in the space between thought and breath?Or in the dark places where I hide,where even love trembles and falters?I am both the artist and the canvas,painting with tears that never dry,writing with blood that never fades.A poem carved in the marrow of my bones,a song sung in the spaces between madness and grace.But still, I walk this edge,one step closer to the abyss,one step further from the world you know.And I will keep walking,until I learn to breathe in the void,until the blues of this broken soulbecome the music of the stars.Do you see me now?Or am I still just a shadow,dancing in the dark?