Tuesday, July 30, 2013

White lies

Little lies.
Little white lies.

Sprinkled in your coffee, sitting on your back,

writing on your forehead, through your window’s crack.
Eating your despair,
giving you some air,
until they take it back
until you’ve lost the track

It’s all white lies.

White lies, white little lies,
they hide into the light,
they haunt you by the night

You can’t escape the lies,
you can’t escape the lies.

Image credits go to http://kara-a.deviantart.com/art/Everybody-Lies-317334053

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Platform 50 -that's a really big station

It’s clear, how controversial life is,
when you get sad, while listening to a happy song,
when what brought you joy a week ago, now depresses you.

It’s 2AM and I’m listening to the White Birch, thinking of you, just like I did a year ago.

When everything is the same, but different.

Life is controversial, and we could be controversial together, like we were, but the harsh, cynical truth - the one I see at least- is that I don't want what you want. And I don't seek what you seek. I don't feel what you feel.
And in the end that's what matters.

When we are so connected, so far apart. 

Image credit goes to: http://ash-3xpired.deviantart.com/art/Worlds-apart-328619882

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Already there

This is the love show,
you all are invited
to look at our lives
we already recited 

at the look of the knives
when we all grow nearsighted 
how the misery thrives
in this room poorly lighted

to meet with the pain
we thought we ignited
sad was they thought
before they departed

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Too much

You couldn’t shake it off.
It just wouldn’t go away like that.
Or ever.
You shouldn’t make compromises.
Compromises like that make you miserable at the end.
You were clear.
I was clear.
No one was happy about it.
I couldn’t make you wait forever.
At least that’s how I felt.