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.

Words kept secret

Sometimes it’s better to shut up; sometimes it’s not a choice, you have to hold, to keep all your thoughts inside.
Maybe because it’s not worth to discuss; maybe because no one is willing to listen or just because the time is not right.
So, I hold on, I know that I’m in mistake in some way all the time,’cause I feel frustrated and angry and the words that are born from that are better never to be told.
It’s so hard to feel this need to be wanted so much, but … nevermind.

Between the past and the present I was born

Drowned in the deep foggy water
Missing directions to be.
Nothing is real from yesterday
everybody there is petrified.
I cut the rope between now and then
Impossible is to sew it again.
Just let it be lost and gone forever
Doesn’t metter if I’ll be remembered.
It’s me who is gone,
it’s me who was lost.
Now I’m here like a new born
from the middle of the path.

Mumbling

I’m in a bad mood, yessir!
So bad I could kick myself just to move my hands and to feel the pain inside out.
That’s not right and not having the right to feel this way make me feel worst.
The sky is blue, birds are really singing outside my open window and I don’t feel the happiness. Must be that hungry thing in my heart that never eats enough.

Spring awakening

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today is calling me,
it punches my shoulder,
screaming “it’s time, it’s time!!”

What for?, I don’t get it,
but someone whispers in my ear:
get up Lazy Ass and leave a sign.

All right, I’ve got it: LifE,
I’ll crunch you, I’ll kiss you,
I’ll hold you so tight:.. Love YOU!

Kiss you goodbye

I have no dreams to hold tight, to believe in, no hope in Us.
I’ll keep going, as I always do. ‘Cause I know I can’t play games, this si real, as real as my bleading heart is.
I’ll take some boxes, to put my body and soul in. No woman of me is left outside, no dreams of kisses of tender hands, skin to skin, heart to heart, only the woman you can keep, the one your mom is I think.
No passion no best friend, as you said, you were so young! , no friendship between us, and I was speachless.. How could we be in love without it? And now … Years and tears gone by… With my dreams, my sorrow and confidence, that I never had…
Kiss you goodbye while I’m here, to stay, and only God knows who I am.

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Stay away from me… please

How. How? How!

How could you? You’ve been horrible to me. Really. I have enough sometimes, of being trapped in my feelings, guilty myself about the comfort easy life I’m living with you, because you don’t ask, you don’t talk, never want troubles, ever.

So easy…

I have to ignore as you do, all the doubts, all the thoughts, every time I dream my ghosts is ok, I just don’t have to bother you. All right then!

Lucky me.

Death anniversary I’m facing me and myself, you don’t ask, ever, about her, or about the baby, but.. the thing is you have enough.. of me, being so nervous these days, so nasty.

I pleased, please don’t disappoint me this way (again)!

You looked at me, murder sight, and you said the words I knew (but prayed other way):”Be careful not to disappoint Me too much!”.

I understood, ’cause I knew it, I’m the bad one. You don’t even try to understand, you only attack me back.

Doesn’t matter to me, I knew the man you are, I knew you are good, but forgive me, just forgive if I don’t want to see your face.

the truth in the fantasy

no words to fill the emptiness frozen in me.

reading is my illusion of being more real than my fantasy.

I thought I could do, be, say or sing something impressive.

I’ll never survive my dreams, my fantasies and all the strange little worlds living in.

I’ll be just fine at the end of the journey if someone will know Me.

Take a whisper and breathe it through other ears.