Detach me from the reality
Let me draw patterns on the sky
As a way to cope, let me be delusional
Unaware of truth, cheerful and high.
Let me forget all the pain
I'll just wander on the untaken roads,
Numb all the sensations I'm feeling
I'll do anything to forget these episodes.
......
People are going to hurt you
They will make you cry too
They will talk shit about you
And will judge you too
That’s what we call life
From which you have to get through
You have to bear the pain
But be sure that your eyes don’t turn blue
Don’t care what people say
You can’t make everyone happy anyways
......
You are the air that fills my soul,
The whisper in winds that makes me whole.
Yet human I am, with flaw and stain,
Yearning for purity, escaping pain.
In this love, where mercy overflows,
I find myself, in both highs and lows.
No earthly hand, no fleeting embrace,
But in Your sight, I find my place.
......
Do you ever wonder what’s it really like?
You know feeling like you’re always in the dark.
You go through life
desperately avoiding cuts from a knife.
Of course, you fail.
Grasping for air you once inhaled.
It’s like you’re stuck in time
You think ‘was anything ever mine?’
The emptiness inside you grows stronger
Till you cannot take it any longer
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Escape is such a thankful Word
I often in the Night
Consider it unto myself
No spectacle in sight
Escape - it is the Basket
In which the Heart is caught
When down some awful Battlement
The rest of Life is dropt -
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Detach me from the reality
Let me draw patterns on the sky
As a way to cope, let me be delusional
Unaware of truth, cheerful and high.
Let me forget all the pain
I'll just wander on the untaken roads,
Numb all the sensations I'm feeling
I'll do anything to forget these episodes.
......
I pulled a few poems out my belly today
they were nude
I stared at Picasso's Mediterranean
landscape 1952
sharp edges turned into skull
but i thought about that one dream
I had where the sunrise was gently
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It was not the first day,
I do not know if it would be the last.
Somewhere I hope it to be,
but I keep telling myself I do not.
The spring leaves are grey,
the blossoming flowers look wilted.
the water of the river have gone still,
there is no mound in the soils.
In this vast open space,
surrounded by the great north mounts,
......
You are the air that fills my soul,
The whisper in winds that makes me whole.
Yet human I am, with flaw and stain,
Yearning for purity, escaping pain.
In this love, where mercy overflows,
I find myself, in both highs and lows.
No earthly hand, no fleeting embrace,
But in Your sight, I find my place.
......
traveled too far for an escape
lost in thick smoke
an angel in hell
forgot my name
floating on the styx
traveled too far for an escape
no new beginnings
a failed quest for redemption
flesh blood dripping
......