Monday, October 28, 2013

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”.


Monday, October 21, 2013

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.


Sunday, October 20, 2013

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.


Thursday, October 17, 2013

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.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

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.


Saturday, October 5, 2013

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.


Thursday, October 3, 2013

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?