Monday, June 24, 2013

Another War, Another Year.

How can I learn your song,
If you are not here?
How can I follow your footsteps,
If you are walking on air?

Are you alright?
Did those nightmares come again?
Did reality hurt you again?
Did you drop a tear?

I know your fear can't be tame.
Calm it down.
Controll your emotion.
Burst it out now.

Don't ever feel sad for what is over.
Just be glad that it was once yours.
You know where you belong.
You know what you believe in.

You are not afraid to walk away.
You are not afraid to let go.
You are not afraid to keep those beautiful memories with you.
You are not afraid to wait around for something that you know might not happen.

Now, stand up.
Let the light shines upon you.
Let your anger collides with your dreams.
Let me end your pain.

Now sit down and close your eyes.
You know it takes losing something to realize what you’ve had.
You did everything right for someone that does everything wrong,
Though you never put your happiness in someone else’s hands.

“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not, and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.” 
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Talking Through Sonar.

Who are you?
I am a shape shifter.

Where do you came from?
Somewhere in Iceland, near the lake.

What are you laughing at?
My tears.

How old are you?
1000 years, just like those big trees in Amazon.

Why are you crying?
I lost my eagle this morning. Someone killed it.

What do you think about life?
Life's fair.

What do you think about you yourself?
I was torn in life.

What do you think about her?
A lady in waiting.

What do you think about him?
A boy who carries crayons and a bottle of alcohol.

What do you think about them?
A group of bastards with shits.

What kind of food do you like?
Food that made by heartless people.

What kind of drink do you like?
Useless words and outpouring hearts.

What kind of music do you like?
Ambient music and other painful instrumentals.

What makes you a great person today?
I didn't smoke this morning.

What makes you a bad person today?
I helped my mother in the kitchen this morning.

What makes you want to sing?
Animal instinct.

What makes you want to dance?
Ed Sheeran - Small Bump

What makes you want to live?
Echoes of their elegies.

What makes you want to die?
Their bones, their skins and their hearts.

What makes you want to let go?
Their imaginations kill the world.

What's your motto?
Semper Fi.

Do you wish upon a star?
I wish upon nebula not star.

Do you realize things?
I realize them before it comes or before it happens.

Do you dream a lot?
My life is a dream.

Are you happy now?

Because Earth asked me to not to.

Do you believe in angels?
We are angels.

Do you believe in God?
We are the God of ourselves.

Do you believe in heaven and hell?
I believe whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you a stranger.

Are you Anissa Sadino?
I am, fucker.

I Was Torn From Life.

Strange. I feel strange.
I'm on my bed.
I'm looking outside my window.
And I don't feel like breathing.

A bottle of beer and Lysergic Acid Diethylamide,
Weeds and ambient music,
My system works like shit.
My eyes are getting red.

I'm afraid.
I fear you, I fear me.
My heart is beating so damn fast.
Should I redeem my sins?

He told me before,
That I should've said it all.
I should've quit and stopped.
But my hands won't stop doing it.

Why do people scream for help?
Why do people cry when they hurt?
Why do people desire?
Why are we letting go?

Should I paint my face black?
Should I rip my mouth with a butcher knife?
Should I ask you what's going on?
Should I run to see what's happening on the horizon?

I'm freaking my shit out of me.
I locked myself away from you.
I'm controlling my anger away from you.
I held your heart like I always did to you.

Nightmares and our dreams,
Self awareness and tears,
Black eyes and bloodstains,
Wear my skin now and move out.