Next time. It will be next time. When I’ll be stronger, better settled. Next time, next life. I’ll be my person, I’ll make my own rules. I’ll be fierce, proud and whole. I’ll count my wins and losses and never I’ll drown. My mind will be my fortress. Next time, next life. I’ll make mistakes to wear and show. I’ll be so good to myself. Next time, next life.
Don’t you worry. When you’ll face the harsh and tough, I’ll be there. When you fight with your fears, scared to your bones, your hand in mine. I’ll be there to dry your tears and make you smile. I’ll hold you tight when you’re cold inside. I see your scars and the healing you had to survive. I’ll be there when you’ll be losing faith. I’ll show you the bright colors you put in my eyes. I’ll be there to love you, body and soul. May the world be blind to our struggles, I’ll be there because you’re mine.
When you’re wounded and hurt
And your feelings are bleeding
There’re no words to describe
What your heart is screaming.
When you smell the colour blue, touch your memory childhood, you could be high, highly sensitive. That’s for sure your worst blessing.
You have every right to be sad. Your sadness doesn’t diminish your achievements. You can be grateful for your life, your family and friends, your full belly and your comforting bed. Still, nobody has the right to despise your feelings. Nobody has the right to call you ungrateful, if you struggle and they don’t understand. Chances are they’re the source of your distress. If you’re an introvert, self-conscious person, you could be easily bothered by insensitivity. Usually you’ll find it in you’re home and family. As I keep reminding “If I cut you off, chances are you gave me the scissors”, we don’t have to keep others bad behaviour going, for fear. We should risk some losses. We should have the respect we deserve. Kind and patient people often are treated as crazy as soon as they raise their head and voices. But let the show begin!
The jungle inside is bursting to life,
scraping new critters so wild,
carving their features in my mind.
I’m just trying to memorize,
their colors are so bright,
I’m helplessly hypnotized.
I just wanted to know
how nice it could be
to be able to grow
in my own truly me.
Hold on to my silly me
’cause it’s real, it’s the deal
all my In!Se!Cu!Reties!
wrapped up in a gift.
Should I leave and reveal?
I don’t trust you anymore
That is blasting sure!
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
In the crispy air the loudest song,
chilling my dreams, waking my thoughts.
Could you save my heart from running wild?
Could we stay free in this fading time?
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.