me, sept 2009

i dont believe things going through my mind
the same wind playing with those leafes
dead already, dead thousand times before
strict to myself, perfectionism that leaves
forever blind,
my mother named mind
forever deaf ,
my father named mood
my toys forever ugly, broken, fake
me, starrin into darkness
to see the only thing -
selfpunishing reflection.

how could u be so kind
to let me into your life
into your blood
into your thoughts
fighting laughing killing
everything is shining for me now
from this moment on
i believe it's time to
sleep
but not tonight
my dear
where are you
stumbling round somewhere
still cant forget your eyes
your shaking hands round me
so lest prolongue this dance
i swear to be a patient kid
this time

your religions
your peoples
it doesnt matter any more
my voice
to shy to break
the silence spreading round
what kind of drug
will u turn into now?
my opium, my oxygen, my life

my love
the answer was

what kind of love
u need my friend
to feel to breathe to sink
a thought-to-thought connection,
ink turns out to be some words
pronounce them properly
all that mistakes
disgrace a shame on me
my dear
i fear it's time to go
for me or u
i never look around
just simple fact that u exist
returns me to my
childhood pis

giveme more space - i will take this world
swallow it like a balloon an than
return it as a gift
speaking up, sparkling and turning into
somethind perfect
something u've never seen before
something compleetly defferent

some new world