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Alike circles

Am I just a shadow of myslef?
All alone or in two?
Please, tell me if you know
I want to hear your opened mind
Why do I laugh so hard?
And sometimes I can only cry?
You
You are the only one who could tell me more
And you are the one who never tries to repeat your words
Or just your actions?

It’s not a blissful state even when you’re warm inside
‘Cause you’re waiting to feel hot outside
Inside’s talking to outside, they’re going round and round
On a circle that never goes up and never goes down

Are you just a shadow of yourself?
All alone or with me?
I will help you if I know
Scream to me with your wild voice
Why do you cry on your own?
And sometimes you can only laugh?
I
I am just a dream on two legs that makes you feel fine
And I am just another sin that takes away your time
Or just your poor soul?

Confusion
Alice In Chains

Today, with this song I’m not gonna say anything. What for? Nothing can reserve jokes of this world where the sun dazzles us wirh its flame, we’re burning immediately. My feelings to myself are burnt out, in one moment. My thoughts are burnt out - I should be at school now, but as you can see I am not. Don’t I care? Well, I can’t answer because this is a fucking confusion. I can’t be sure of anything, really.

There’s no time to give at all
I cause you grief and blow my hatred
Further in your mind
You reach, I run, you fall
On skinned knees you crawl

I want to set you free, recognize my disease
Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering
You’re there crying, I feel not a thing
Drilling my way deeper in your head
Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, dead

So you sit and think of love
I wait, hate all the more, I fall
On skinned knees I crawl

I want to set you free, recognize my disease
Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering
You’re there crying, I feel not a thing
Drilling my way deeper in your head
Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, dead

Now there’s time to give it all
I put my fears behind again
On skinned knees we’ll crawl

I want to set you free, recognize my disease
Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering
You’re there crying, I feel not a thing
Drilling my way deeper in your head
Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, dead

Rafael Zabaleta Fuentes - The Camp Gate

Rafael Zabaleta Fuentes - The Camp Gate

Come on and melt my sweet body, melt

Another wondering…

I’m looking through my window and I see a miracle of nature, its beauty. Well, that view makes me wonder. I know I can be beautiful as this, I just wanna touch the beauty, I wanna feel it, I wanna feel that my beauty is really beautiful. Nonsense?

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My best friend says you’re really beautiful, I envy you, but you should care for yourself, dear. It was a few months ago, now I feel better with my look. When you’re sick inside that’s not possible to feel good outside, I think. It destroyed my beauty, my confidence. I am trying to and I will be trying to take me back to feel good with my own body. Though I am too lazy to do anything, laziness covers my confidence. Living in the uncertainty. I must be brave to kill these things. And I’ve got my little helper, and I thank him. No more unnecessary words, just one promise after this introduction.

Well, I promise to change my visions and my beauty disease…

A bath full of affected applause

Now, when the world says yes, you should die on your own. I swear when I was 5, I had to be less fucked than you are. I’ve had enough of looking at your face, always regrets and it’s full of disconent. I’ve had enough of your playing and acting like someone you’ll never know. Why do you destroy my life? We both know that I wanted to give you peace and silence, but you don’t care about me. And yes, I’ll leave you and your needs, it tires me. Oh no, you’re saying you are nothing, yes, I want your death, you little shit…
It’s not a fun at all. Here’s almost 3 a.m. and I don’t see the line. I’ve got a heartache, I can’t stop crying, I can’t sleep. Have what you have got, you deserve this, only this. Don’t ask me for another chance, I’ve been waiting so long, now it just doesn’t matter. I won’t believe you, so die. Maybe you’ll see what you lost, you cunt in your inner suicide. No one’d like to help you.

I don’t want to write another poemDevoid of any meaning, full of unnecessary wordsI don’t want to wonder who I am and who I can beWhat should I do?What should I stop?Why am I here?Why am I still afraid?I just don’t care when I hear a laughter of this worldThe nature has opened my eyes so I looked at the skiesAnd now I am wondering why it gives me a pleasure every yearYes, I am blind, dazzled by melting fearsBut now I’ve got a new kind of medicine - all the green

I don’t want to write another poem
Devoid of any meaning, full of unnecessary words
I don’t want to wonder who I am and who I can be
What should I do?
What should I stop?
Why am I here?
Why am I still afraid?
I just don’t care when I hear a laughter of this world
The nature has opened my eyes so I looked at the skies
And now I am wondering why it gives me a pleasure every year
Yes, I am blind, dazzled by melting fears
But now I’ve got a new kind of medicine - all the green

Egon Schiele - The Embrace (1917)

Egon Schiele - The Embrace (1917)

The whiteness

How can I call a state between madness and sadness? I think emptiness squares here well and it squares with my mood, empty mood. I’ve always liked that word, I’ve loved to use it however now I know the meaning. So I am gonna lay in emptiness, with an empty head thinking about empty heart and wonder how empty I am. My emptiness is lazy, it’s very lonely, it can kill. Another twitter in my head saying of course, traditionally nothing. I shouldn’t have a voice so I’ll dry up. I’ve already forgotten. My words are nothing, nothing important, they are the thousandth slip. Welcome on my way and congratulations for being a person with full of plaintiveness. I even don’t see the reason to write it and share it with anybody. I am deaf, dumb and blind it means zero. And yes, I am the zero for myself.

Blow-up, 1966

Blow-up, 1966

Bluer Than Midnight
The The

The curtains aren’t drawn - I want to see some light even when it’s so hard to do. The light gives me that power to stay away from fears. Terrifying silence deafening. And my body, is it like a cage or maybe is it a sexual stuff, only? Sometimes I shouldn’t think to not effectuate more darkness into my worried life…
That was from me but the song and its meaning, my feeling. Each line is so genuine, so warm and found on the bottom of my heart. This lonely night just could happen and it did. I won’t say anything else, every little line will do it better.

Save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, save me

The candles are lit, the curtains are drawn
There’s still no sign of rain nor dawn
Our lips touch, our limbs entwine
But the ghosts that haunt me won’t leave my mind

Save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, from myself

One sin leads to another one
Oh, the harder I try
I can never, never, never find peace in this life
I ask myself where does lust come from
Is it something to yield to or be overcome
I ask myself why love can never touch my heart like fear does
Why can’t love ever touch my heart like fear does?

The Renaissance and the rain

I wish I knew what to do and where is my way. Did my dreams tell me the truth or was it just another lie? Questions - friend or foe, good or bad and in the end life or death now they lost their meanings. I don’t care. There is my suspended state so I can’t move further. I didn’t expect this show so soon. I don’t want to eat, I don’t want to sleep all I want is to be happy, is that hard? What’s wrong? Well, I am trying but anxieties have appeared here again.
Please, remember that the sun always rises, we’re just too blind to see it. We’re standing, looking at ourselves and seeing the rain. Is that what you wanted to experience? Don’t stay in the cage, slowly dying there… baby blue.
Are you still here? Because sometimes I hurt you so - I wanna disappear. Well, you must be still here, it isn’t the beginning of an end and you know it. Did you see those tears in my eyes? No, you were too afraid to look there. Did you ask me what’s going on? No, ‘cause sadness eats your brain, it kills your heart, takes away your feelings. Yet, questions to yourself aren’t meaningless. Find yourself, you are here. Don’t replicate foreign bevaviours. Be yourself, I am still here.

Bonnie and Clyde, 1967 

Bonnie and Clyde, 1967 

I say there’s no depressed words just depressed minds. 

- Bob Dylan

I say there’s no depressed words just depressed minds. 

- Bob Dylan

Forever in the enternity

It’s late, again I don’t care. I feel used by my wishes. Short sentences, sorry. My enternity is this emptiness. I woke up this morning and the title appeared in my head, don’t know why. It’s like a dream or should be such like this. I am on the circle, the same, this old never ending circle and its curves, killing curves. I shouldn’t be sure of anything though I die for it. Leave me on my rainbow, don’t give me any hope, maybe I wanna be as I was before, before my fears. Fears of good and worthy life. Thanks, it has helped. I am calm again, just I try to fall asleep. Goodnight, dear.

greeneyes55:

Rome 1959
Photo: Henri Cartier-Bresson

I might have been there this year

greeneyes55:

Rome 1959

Photo: Henri Cartier-Bresson

I might have been there this year