So desperately detested. I lived tormented. Alone and missing...
The strangeness, the joy. Childhood robbed, of appreciation and
Perhaps a new lesson. To see, correctly, instead, mirrored and
Twisted. Obstructive personalities, poisoning the well.
O father of mines, why, why didn't not a protective shield fall or
Land ? I see, no moon in the night. Breezily in the chilly winds, I...
Cried. I cried and cried 'till no one would care, if i died. Burning
My youth spirit, I lay at evening's dusk. Stones of joys surrounded
My feet, building ships, a rocket and a tree. I... I imagine I was me. Again and, in peace. Streams of laughter, enjoyed
it's flow, to live,
Again, this dream so thinly vailed.
Around me, brother of mines, come, enter, a circle of friendship
And laughter, brightly warm, warming the army, of stories and rivers. Green, the colors of my youth, reflecting the skin,
of a fellow tree.
I burry my fingers in the sands and whisper, come on little bugs, and ants of red, quickly dashing, surrounding the fleeing
Back inside, to hell, to life. Thumbling nights, I pained and wailed.
I will hang myself. Instead, I am tired. To the fire, burning and consuming. Those little red ants, everywhere and around
Shutting my eyes, I dream of tomorrow. Dream, dream far far away. There, I'll be safe. No noises, no pain. Peacefully
wishing to poison the waters and the seas, let me live.
No more fighting, no more bickering, I really do care.
Stillness, please, the ocean is roaring, it's waves crashing.
Crystally blue, without ever, an excuse. So carelessly centered...
It is not. Ever, never, don't let me down. Ocean of peace, of dreams, live and feel your waters of warmth.
Women, mothers of children. I am free. Enjoy and spread, the words of desires and dreams. Soaring over the bluest of waters.