Lying smile…

Yes and no,

Maybe, though,

Start, I’m done,

Came, I’m gone.

Just some words that fill the air…

I’ll be done with them, I swear!

Gone to sleep,

I fight with dreams;

It goes so deep,

Or so it seems,

‘Cause, lost between hell’s clouds,

There lays the darkness of her wounds.

Then comes the ray of icy light

And there begins another fight.

Even the swords are breaking down

And all the words now take a bow…

His figure’s missing from the room.

I close my eyes

To feel the skies,

But all I feel now is doom.

It seems that time is passing me;

I promised I would let him be;

But, still, his memory is flying in my head,

Despite the fact I’m feeling dead.

It’s just like fighting with his eyes,

But he’s not here, my darkness cries,

My feeling dies,

My smile lies…

pmg

pain… collecting the pain…

Today I’m going to talk about PAIN…

How much pain have you felt since you were born and started to learn what feelings are? What kind of pain have you seen in your years of life? I know I’m feeling pain almost every day, one way or another, and it hurts so bad that I can’t even try to describe the image…

But pain is something that people got so used to… They can’t live without it anymore… I know I can’t… ‘Cause it points out all of my mistakes and all of the things others do that I could never see myself doing…

That’s why I don’t want pain to disappear as a feeling… That’s why I’m collecting the pain…