Gaze into people's hearts
Into their minds
we're all schizophrenic in a way.
Wanting to believe that we are strong enough
that we can do everything
be better than anybody else..
But that's what being left out gives as a consequence
either we believe in ourselves more than anybody else
and be shattered
Believing our own lies
Trying to compress our needs
Seeking ways of forgetting..
Swamp places with others,try seeing life as they walt through it everyday.
wanting things that are impossible to have,believing that you can have them by working hard.
Here's a cigar
no,not when marijuana exists
Have sex with a random stranger
Go to a concert
But aren't they some cheap temporary solutions to limitless feels?
For how long can we escape from them?
Until the moment we die?
won't we get bored in the after life?
I believe we will . Definetly..
But what is boredom?isn't the feeling of not having anything to do...a neve ending monotony..
even though life keeps you busy with its problems...At some point we will be fed up.. of everything, wanting to escape this sythmic chaotic song we are living in .
We seek change
We skip chools,jobs,dinner,family meetings,friend's invitations..and slowly life...
We fall into a black hole
What would save us?
who can save us ?
Music? ill ears
cigarettes?weed? Chokes lungs
Shows ? teary eyes
People ? We know plenty !
can't remember their names anymore
who are they?
why am i surrounded by them?
who are they?
Why are they staring at me?
Smiling...everybody's trying to touch me
STAY AWAY !!
DON'T TOUCH ME
i want to be alone...
But we've been praying
Pray more? maybe ,but...
but we need loneliness..
i need it.
Control the noise in your head
concentrate on your breathing
listen to the sound of rain
Close the windows
light mustn't sneak a peek of you sacred body
that needs a shelter
sick of being forsaken by time
maybe hugs provide 2 seconds of feeling of belonging
maybe they stop time in a way
i'm tired of racing
i want everythig to stop,slow down for few...seconds...
i want to forget what happened,can't we take a vacation from it? or the only vacation we are allowed to have is in the other world..death,by all meanings,is something we fear,or we desperately want.
but it comes to others...
Death isn't what makes us cry for them
Nor missing them
because we know,how she,he,they,are going to be in a better place..
it is only better because...it's different and they can start a new reality , a new dream,new beginning in a way.
away from people
and aren't the demons after all less dangerous than humans?
But we cry..
For the way they died
For how they felt before dying
For the reason they left us
For the mess .
The good thing of feeling that emptiness inside is that you would instinclively try to fill it
i guess that's why we need our time alone
To know what we need
And to heal ourselves
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