Under the moonshadow 

The big house, under the tree and around, is yellow and green like the sun in a pea.

There’s a garden with flowers and teas, chairs up the trees and a huge bumblebee.

Its name is Arold and flies in the sea, catching dragons and turtles to feed.

Every moon has a shadow to conceal a big house and a huge bumblebee.

Hands up

I’m giving up,
surrender on the ground,
bless your touch,
don’t count on me.

I’m never been in this,
it was just the breeze,
the summer heat,
the nicest dream.

Those years were hard,
those days so dark,
my fears my trap,
I fought for you.

Let me disappear,
lose myself inside
the days to come
the neverminds.

 

Better off

I’d appreciate if you could just step back, and maybe turn around and keep on running.
I’d appreciate it very much, thanks indeed.
I feel so good in between, my bonding need and my lonesome time.
I do better with no big self-assured people who need their precious asses wiped and liked.
No one is first, no one is best, it’s the things we share with the world that make us worth in some way.
Keep on running while I’m singing out loud and I’m not even sure I’m tuned.

Enough

Well it hurts.
Like a deep cut should.
Let it be, it’s free.
Just feel and say
I’m still here
I’m alive
I’ll make it mine.
This life should come
with maps and lines
but I scared myself
some ugly ghosts
that whispers cries
all night long.
I shut you out the door
were you here with me?
So, what’s your mind
thinking I should keep
all these strings to me
just to let you feel
safe and secure.
I just don’t feel you
ANYMORE.

Wish it could be true

Just drop your thoughts,
take me for a ride,
kiss me hard and good
and let us be alive.

Never us to be able to live and love, impossible wish in this sick society where is tought us to crave for silly things with no heart and soul. Money rule the world, you can’t even breathe and be. Impossible freedom where everybody is a number to be filled in horrible boxes stuffed with dreams we’d never dream.