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« Reply #3330 on: February 13, 2020, 13:40:16 »
I wouldn't say it leaves me motionless
the way your pain screams out
I couldn't say it hurts my soul
learned not to take all personal
pain is but a choice
that breaks or heals you
it's better to leave the past behind
sorrows of whatever
found their way back in disguise
I'm pleasured that my inner child woke up
screaming at the demons of whenever
it's time to live and love
the bitterness subsides
your hand from inner darkness
it's your light that shined the way
face the truth, heal the heart, shattered pieces
it's not that it left me nothing
accepting things as they are
undercover love
step up,  be a man
it was you all along
my soulmate.
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3331 on: February 14, 2020, 18:21:38 »
***
I let the cold wind swirl 
And the darkness fall
Into my world 

I watch 
How the pain comes 
How the pain goes 
Agony is breathing through my skin
I know I display nothing 
I maybe look a little bit tired 
As I’m dying on the inside 

She asked 
With all this torture 
From the close ones 
And this love of yours
How come 
You’re talking, laughing 
Aren’t spread in a thin layer of blood-red paint
On these walls 

I wondered 
Was I ever allowed 
That?
This luxury 
Of living through your own death
You need some space for that 
It isn’t for all
If you hope at least for your body 
To survive 

Have I been hated 
For that
Too
Did I seem arrogant 
I look calm in the depth of pain
I’m unable to complain 

I can get along with an alligator 
My fear is hardly visible 
Many are scared of what I’m at ease with
What would screaming change?
But the loved ones shatter me
When they don’t see me
Don’t believe me
Want me to change what I can’t 
About me

Kill me, just kill me, please
Let go of me forever 
Forget me
If you can’t love me
I never haunted you 
I’m not your enemy 
I’m a mere tortured human 
I’m tired of feeling guilty 
I’m tired of not deserving my life 
Or compassion and love
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3332 on: February 16, 2020, 13:25:12 »
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As I step into my world
I smile
I wouldn't be hurt
Inside

Was it me who lost herself
Who started playing these games
That ruin the earth
Look into these souls
Everyone everywhere
Wants to be loved and heard
Everyone everywhere
Needs support and warmth

Was it me who sold herself
To the ways this world works
I was here all along
Before you were born
I existed in some other form
You were someone
Else
How come
You stick to what you had to learn
About what you were taught
About yourself and people?

Don't tell me you think you know
You didn't, but you chose
What you chose
Nobody made your choice
For you

As I step into my world
I want to ask you
Why
How could you not know
What was told by me to you
In so many words
In so many ways
There are still so many roads
To go on
If you love
Show me I can trust you
If you love
Prove me I can leave my world
For you
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3333 on: February 18, 2020, 13:41:42 »
We can never die completely
sometimes I think we're all in hell
trying to find grace to move over
over to the world where we'll see pure love
over to the undead
where I may shine the light I feel inside.

Something deeper inside me tells me
not to let go of everything yet
but I clinge to things I haven't searched
I fear things I know nothing about
lies reached my heart way too often
and it's better a horrific ending than an endless horror
I believed in what we had
our world was beautiful purified from darkness
feelings guided the way.

Yet darkness grew the older I got
society got its grip on me
searching for what I thought I needed
creating chaos even bigger inside my heart
running off has no use
severe pains crushed my heart
Smile my light, shine, my light.

Sometimes I despair for the choices I made
sometimes I grief for the hurt I caused
because I thought you were better off without me
because I screwed all the rules I made up for myself
because I lacked the knowledge of how love feels like
Sometimes my heart shrieks when I die
because I lost, I feel lost, for the loss

All those memories that torture me
where they're beautiful in one
I'm grateful for the time we had
the things you taught me, perhaps unaware
sad for the things I wanted to tell you
and will dwell in eternity

Softness in our friendship
you were my one true I trusted blindly
I feel I needed the distance
distant access in eternity
I do not know why we met on a sacret place
my heart is still there with you somehow


sadness overwhelms me with the thought you're gone
forevermore
I love you
can't you see, I did it for you?

sadness for our happiness


You got a friend in me,
you'll find a light in me,
I grew towards our eternity,
the one where we grab hands and dance hugging
touching the moon in the sky bright light

I will not fight, I will only believe.

believe in what must be will be.
« Last Edit: February 18, 2020, 13:43:53 by Kitty »
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« Reply #3334 on: February 20, 2020, 12:19:31 »
swallowing one thought after the other
running in circles
there's no way to hide
these feelings strangle me
make me die make me fade
I don't know how many times I begged
perhaps it's time to let go
let the light guide the way
let go of life as I know it
no longer bending for everyone
the child in me awoke
it's ready to run of
ready to break free
and be whomever she needs me to be
let us no longer fight for the right
but be kind
including ourselves
be kind to whomever's heart needs it most
love instead of fight
be the light for others we need for ourselves
let us no longer struggle with words
we don't need them anyhow
we know
don't we?
When you can dream it, you can do it!

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« Reply #3335 on: February 23, 2020, 20:52:46 »
In my big quiet room

In my big quiet room
All is so quiet
Just how I like

You maybe would never get it
Why I'm talking so much
In my mind

With you

It's a journey
Time will bring everything out of sight
I'm talking to keep you
As if by my side

Life is a journey
Enjoy the ride

I wonder
Was my angel crying over me
Tonight

As I let in the thoughts
I despise

Would you ever know
What I want

What I meant
For our world
Or did you choose to see
Only a part?

So many
Were before us
Making the mistakes
That can hit us both hard

In my mind
I'm trying to solve the puzzle
How to unite my heart
And my life
And my love
With the will of God

In my big quiet room
All is so quiet
Just how I like

Will you be able to quiet
The incessant racket
Of my mind?

All it takes
Is my hand
Drowning
In your hand
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« Reply #3336 on: February 23, 2020, 21:38:10 »
***
It was snow
Now it's rain
The melody is the same
I write this line
I recall that day
When I wrote my goodbye

Which time it was
Not the first
Not the last
The piano goes on
My fingers flow on
Her voice is gone
This time I'm alone
To decide

A few days more
And everything will be set straight
Was it an illusion
Or was it right
To let me be to you how I wanted
So hard
So many years back
And still, inside
It lives, breaths, makes me smile
When I feel
As if I'm touched
By your hand

It was snow
Falling into my world
Her voice was calm
She is the one I will become
If you let me
Drown
If you let me
Return
To where I would come from
Without learning
That you were the one
All along
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3337 on: March 02, 2020, 19:15:34 »
A ship in the docks
What is this ship, Daddy?
What is it for?
It's so small, it's tiny
Who would need it for
At the time of war?


It's a small yacht, Johnny
She's to go close to the shore
Carrying merry people around
Or some lightweight cargo
It hasn't always been like this
Johnny
One day she will sail again
When the peace comes
And maybe you will be her captain!


She slowly regains consciousness
These tiny hands
Why do they touch her
There's so much metal
The faces of these ships are brutal
There's no place for cannon
On her little deck
These big brothers smell
Of death

Daddy, can I sail her
To go with you?
I'll be a brave soldier
Just like you!


The gentle waves lull her to sleep
The big ironclad brothers protect her
From the wind
But soon they will go, as the others
Only she remains in these calm
Salty waters

The ship sails
She must go
There's nothing left
The safe haven
Was suddenly lost
The night fell --
A raven's wing --
The pieces of wood drift
Around
The water is cold
There is a song
A sweet calming sound
It's coming from somewhere beyond
The horizon
There must be someone alive
Around
Just around there
She pulls up the anchor
She sails somewhere
There is no map
There is no skipper
Only the skylight
The music

She hopes she finds some shore
And a warm caring hand

The lighthouse
The light and the hope
In the bleak cold darkness
A loneliness calling
For a similarly beating heart
Come, come
And stay
Come inside me
And bring me home

The mist
The mist is coming up
The light dissipates in it
Opaque shadows stream around
The sails
The sticky droplets materialize
Everywhere
Eating through the metal
With slow corrosion
A gust of wind feels like a cold
Explosion
The sound is coming
From everywhere at once
And yet it is still and silent
Around her
She doesn't see her own sails
The water feels treachery
Everything is white
Gray
White
Gray

The lighthouse
This way
This way must be the right
The only right way
To that sweet
Warm light
Tender gentle hands
Will dry her
Sad tears away

The mist
Gets thicker
Gray turns to black

The storm
The wind is so strong
The ship kneels
Tossed around
Thrown into one
Then another direction
Suddenly
Revolves around herself
The boards squeak in agony
The wind bites at the sails
The gale is stronger
Than hope
She can only pray
To the glimmering light in her soul

Nothing
There is nothing to speak of
There would be only silence
The lighthouse turned into a siren
The mist dissolved

Her sails
I traverse the seas of my loneliness
Under her sails
On the deck of a perished ship
I fall into my eternal sleep
My time stands still
Life slowly passes by
When things go bad -- do something good.

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« Reply #3338 on: March 22, 2020, 11:11:24 »
Hope

A flower to flower
A petal to petal
A grass stalk to grass stalk
The spring comes

A sunbeam to sunbeam
A rainbow to rainbow
A bird song to bird song
The hope marches on

From grassroots to heavens
Its shine permeates us
Just smile to a stranger
And wave them hello

Let clouds be dancing
Let horses be prancing
The summer is coming
Just in a few months

Its glory and splendor
The color and sunshine
Will chase away demons
Will bring happy light

A droplet to droplet
A cloud to cloud
From season to season
Keep hope in your heart
When things go bad -- do something good.