Alice in “Wonderland”

Alice in Wonderland…. She is sitting on her bed, Her gaze full of sadness. This blue cover, this soft bed – It all was for their little “nest”, For him and for her, only. He left though and nest was empty. Since then how many men intruded this sanctuary? Sanctuary of broken love, of broken hopes? We all go a little mad sometimes… life does too. The cat laughs quietly in the corner.
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Barbed on my heart

This is funny, but it is so sad… I am happy with him, And you are happy with her. Shouldn’t it take away all pain? Well maybe it should… But was all our past in vain? All these years I believed, That we meant to be together, Through better and through worse, But I was mistaken… I am not healed, even if I am so close… Our relationships were like barbed, They hurt me so much, But my belief was covering it, without flee Layer after layer, putting it on on my heart and my skin. So it became part of me... Now when mistake was exposed, I have to rewind all these years and believes back. I have to rip off this barbed from my flesh, Layer after layer,…
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I hurt myself today

We all know this song, I just changed words a little bit, to fit me more...   I cut myself today, So see how much it hurts. I focus on the pain The only thing that's real. The blade sliced my skin, The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything. What have I become, My sweetest friend? Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else But I am still here…
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Ice

Ice can be shattered, But ice also can cut. And it doesn’t matter, If you are a lady or you are a lad. Ice is a child of cold, Ice has no feelings – none! Ice can be cruel or bold, It can freeze and it’s done! Ice in your eyes, Ice in your heart. It is cutting so nice, Tearing apart. No fuel for fire – no crime. Snowflakes on eyelashes’ tips I’m waiting for this time When snow won’t melt on my lips...
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*Knock-knock*

*Knock-knock* on a door. I already know who’s there. Can I take it anymore? Can I hide? But where? *Knock-knock* on my door. I know it won’t go away. Do I have to say “Hello”? Do I have to pay? *Knock-knock* so loud now. I know this is last warning. I need to open, need to bow, I need to take it every morning. I open door with a weak smile. My position is very clear. I will be on fire, My pain is again here...
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