ME: I wouldn't have...

I wouldn't have need you

if I were in possession of myself!

If my heart was obedient to my mind

And my body, cold to the touch of your hand!

I wouldn’t have felt your absence

If I were not made to be yours,

If I wouldn’t dream of you –

Conscious and asleep, of you and your kiss.

Countless faces on the streets and in my dreams

Passing through their lives as a wind,

as a storm - to ruin their insensible concentration

in an impossible scenario without “you&me”.

МЕ: A promise to break your heart

You think I’ll fade away,

that the memory will disappear,

but I’ll burn inside you always -

always leave you pain.

It was just a beautiful lie,

it was just in your head,

but the drops of your blood

still stain the sheets on your bed.

Imagine it was me to hurt

and bleed – dreams are free.

Dream of me wide awake

and cry the endless tears.

ME: Blackened

Stone blackened by the soot of our age,

Windows blackened by the soot of my soul.

Air darkened by the burning of our bodies

Steal melting by the heat of our hearts.

ME: Only when

Only when there are tears

In my eyes

You can see the stars

In the reflection

Of this salty truth.

Only when there’s no sound

You can hear the song

My heart sings to you

In the pounding rhythm

Of my life.

Only when there’s no one around

You can taste the love

On my lips

In the whisper

Of my soul.

ME: Leave open

"But I learned long ago
If you love someone you have to let it go 

The hardest part of letting go is saying 

Goodbye"

The hardest part of letting go - Megadeth

“The hardest part of letting go is saying goodbye”

you say?

Then don’t –

turn around and leave without a word.

Like that at least in my ears will ring forever

the nothingness that came out of you,

the emptiness of your will

the senselessness of your silence.

But at least it’s not a voice to haunt me,

it’s not a word to burn my soul,

so turn and leave without “goodbye”.

The door despite, leave open,

so someone else can come instead

to start that cycle, and run in to the same end.

ME: Disguise

Dye my hair and change the cut,

paint the lips and a sight so blunt,

change my name and leave for good,

never again honest, never the truth.

Running away, I know, ’s not an option

hiding myself is such a temptation.

Not me anymore, if I want to be over

with all of the pain and find it a closure.

ME: A monologue

What if I loved you,

                dear reflection,

would my life still be the same?

What if I tried,

                dear reflection,

in this madness to stay sane?

What if I tried,

                dear reflection,

to speak up when being hurt?

What if I tired,

                dear reflection,

to move away from all of the dirt?

Would I be still,

                dear reflection,

all the same – helpless and vain?

Would the world be,

                dear reflection,

still all about darkness and pain?