Grew under the sunshine and the salty air of a long forgotten island situated in the middle of nowhere. Currently I'm lost in between countries and leaving airplanes trying to figure out too many things and a life complicated to the core.
Little shuttered mirror what do you hide inside, Reflections I see not And things are hazy and dirty through your world What are u worth for these distirtion. What price do u sell for.
In white we remain hidden and in white we pretend That our sins shall stay below Thicker increasingly the snow And where one could see red Now lays all white instead.
I was told once that our destiny lays among the stars. I've lived by that and let life happen and pass by, only to come to this stop and look back at my path, traced all over the place.
As the sorrowful, blackened sky dips into the jouful warmth of the golden sun each day, the bird will fly again. It will spread its feathers - soft and fragile - to reach for the zenith of his dreams.
The bark stroke, like a lightning rippes the night sky during a storm, loud and clear. She felt the fear running down her spine, cold and mercy-less like an old friend.
Sitting across the dull hall, eyes fixed on the door in front of me, fear rising from deep inside of me. I feel worry and ice cold sweat rubbing on my skin as if not mine, as if foreign and wrong.
A bunch of a hundred timy butterflies rose up in the sky, filling the empty air with their beautiful colourful wings.
And there stood he, glorious and free Like the angels that sing to me at night Like a bird of the night sky.
...and it is one of those days when your memory shimmers in my head, the way sunlight shimmers on water.
Sometimes all you have to do is let life take you along the route that is meant for you and let go of everything else....
Silent words, Silent fear, Silence swallowing my voice, my heart, my soul...
I found myself sitting on a train, looking out of a window with a dirty frame. I believe I shall leave today even though I feel like I should have left a long time ago.