The Spark

 

Fear and pain, grief and sadness!

A shattered dream – broken glass, spilt water…

Dead memories, lost feelings

Cut open already healed wounds.

Hidden tears, lost desire,

Covered face with countless scary masks.

Lost hopes, no goals

Buried in a dusty box.

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Take the hand of the new hope,

Start breathing as if you are a new born,

Let the heart beats in different rhythms,

The life is an infinite cycle full of ups and lows.

Countless words were spoken,

Countless scars were covered,

Countless significant people were forgotten,

- Lost and gone in time.

Have you heard enough?

Empty promises of shadow friends

Can you turn the dream into reality

For the sake of staying in line?

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Shame?

Is this what you really feel?

Like the wave from the vast ocean

Which embraces the soft sands on shore

Every pain and sadness come and go.

Just keep going, don’t give up.

It doesn’t matter how hard it hurts right now,

Let bygones be bygones.

Don’t ever bend your head down,

It’s just a temporary weakness!

The soul is like a river - 

It makes its own path.

I know right now is too much,

I know the burden is too heavy!

Your body might be in torment,

Your inner child might scream...

But still the little spark of hope remains

Making its way towards the happy end.

One Last Time

 

Come to me one last time,

Be my uninvited guest tonight,

Turn me into ashes, let me suffer,

When you are done, you can go away.

I will be sleeping.

Come to me one last night,

Punish me with those kisses which cut like razorblades.

Come to me one last night,

Punish me for every feeling I have,

Punish me because all I want is you.

Come to me one last night,

I promise, I won’t cry.

Make me lose my mind, throw my love away.

Be mine one last time, let it be tonight.

Be that guest who comes and goes, the one I hate the most.

Just one last time and then I will lock my door.

Afterwards, you will stay in my dreams,

My punishment, my sweet regret,

My endless desire, my sweet pain.

Familiar Path

 

I was walking on the pavements

Engulfed in silence and pointless thoughts.

I wanted to see the old shadows,

I wanted to open that door.

In the field of endless clouds,

I wanted to fly with transparent wings,

I wanted to see the blue river,

I wanted to sit there.

My thoughts get used to the new reality

Of running away from everything beautiful.

I am now swimming in loneliness, looking for oblivion.

But see, there are no pavements left,

My soul is filled with sudden sadness.

The old shadows disappeared,

With the feeling of the key in my hands.

I wanted to go back walking the familiar path,

But someone took my hand and carefully pulled me back.

Next To You

 

It is hard to stay with you when I am overwhelmed with pain,

It is hard to stay with you when I can hear how my inner voice screams,

It is hard to stay with you when I don’t believe in us anymore,

It is hard to stay with you when I don’t feel the love in my heart.

Storms between us, heavy hurricanes destroying my inner peace,

We are losing ourselves, we are losing each other;

Unwanted reality.

It is hard to be around you when you don’t need me,

I feel useless,

It is hard to be around you and wiping away your tears.

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When I am gone you will realize that my soul is barren ground.

Then you will suffer that you turned me into merciless demon.

My words will turn into meaningless chatter;

Then you will try to invade my life one last time, unsuccessful try.

In the end you will try to deny how your insensitiveness killed me,

How you treat me like an object, the useless piece of the puzzle.

Silent Streets

 

I am walking on the silent streets,

Hoping to meet you again.

I want to bury my heavy head into your arms,

I want to feel how your heart skips a beat.

I am walking on the silent streets

Waiting to meet you again.

I want to look into your eyes

And get lost like I used to do.

I am walking on the silent streets,

The rain is pouring, I am soaking wet

From all the memories we used to share.

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I am burning from within but no one is there.

Emptiness, darkness, blackness, living hell…

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I don’t want to find you anymore.

I am walking on the silent streets,

I can’t sense you, I am glad.

I won’t roam around with hopes to find you,

I am finally complete and healed.

I don’t want to even see your silhouette,

I don’t want to suffer like I used to do.