I wonder
Am I the weird one
Or is it everybody else?
she's the sea.
Letting go and moving on for your own sake might sound egoistic and it maybe is.
Though, it seems like the only way to achieve what you want - not what others want you to achieve. It's a recipe for a happy life even if everybody else will tell you you're making their lives unhappy.
If people tell you that all you do is wrong, harmful and painful for them, don't they actually do to you what they're accusing you for?
Shouldn't we empower each other and be happy for each other because you follow your own path in your own pace - especially nowadays where everythig is moving so fast?
If it wouldn't be for myself for who else would it then be?
breath life in
breath life out
the light breeze of the unspoken
the mystery of the depth
NOISES IN MY MIND
QUESTIONS OF MY KIND
read me
right in front
right behind
always here
always blind
I want to realease you form your demons,
make all the pain undone.
I want to carry the weight someone has put on your shoulders, so you can walk with light feet through the sands.
I want to empower your pureness and your perfection.
You're magical. Never forget that nobody can take this from you.
Touch my soul
My curious eye
Taste the salt
Forever mine
wound by wound I go and find
shivering and shaking
regardless of wind
further I walk to explore the light
I encounter nothing
I am alive
if the wave is nice then why not take it?
take me back to where we met
a silent place, the hill in red
fog cuts our way and we let go
of what we used to love
of what we used to know
IT'S CLIMBING UP MY THROAT
YOU PUSH IT BACK INSIDE
THE THOUGHT OF LETTING IT FREE
SCARES YOU OUT, IT SCARES ME TOO
ONCE ESCAPED FROM ME TO YOU
There are questions I just don't know the answers to. My body and my mind escaped to another place. A place so far away from you. My absence is your pain. My word is the straw you hold on to, so tight. It's killing me.
waves in my ears
winds in my eyes
the feeling of guilt
the pleasure of life
All those plans
but we're still here
I piece together what is mine.
A layer of visible cracks wraps in
the old soul that lives in here. Something that was broken once can never go back to that flawless virginity. Thus, it can overcome it all and become the light in the ocean at nighttime.
you are all that I am not
Fear
Never a friend, always around
Never an enemy, fertile ground
the cold water on my skin
the salt in my eyebrows
goosebumps cover my body
sand stuck between my hair
so helplessly romantic
wet paper cuts my breath
there's no way up
there's no way out
anyway I'm here
your skin to see
your ears to taste
eyes to communicate
I don't know what my path is.
I have no idea where this is leading to.
Am I half way there? Did I take some weird turns?
Who am I and what is my mission?
Who are you and what are you here for?
as I kissed the flower
it's blossoms fell on the floor
where they became withered
where they became air
open up the ocean
jump on in
Never run from your inside. Let it out, watch it. Learn to touch it without being scared.
Once she let go of any expectations
she lived happily ever after.
your alternating rhythm is like the wind on the oceans surface. Waves chase their shape, they become bigger, they become smaller and if it disappears the waves disappear too.
a beautiful gift to give
a miserable companion to trust
in the end the ashes will always create art
Once we have realised that we can be whoever we want, wherever we like, time starts feeling endless.
I wish my word wasn't your hope
neither that it was your joy
I wish I could give you something to hold on to
something but memories
forgiving is possible the most difficult and curing decision in life
WHY STRIVING PERFECTION WHEN YOU CAN JUST BE COMPLETE
imagine of all the beautiful things that could happen if we'd just let go
when there were no plans and we'd let life flow
when future was only a word like every other word too
there is something better than perfection
the act
we're the spring
we're the water
we're the driving force
we're one.
We're everything they don't want us to be.
We're women.
Me as a woman
I decide whether you're allowed to judge me or not
I decide whether you're allowed to touch me or not
I decide about what I find good or bad
I decide how I want to look
I decide how I want to be treated
I decide what happens to me
I decide about my life and it's course
You do not touch this autonomy
You do not even try to get close to it
You do not question it under no circumstances
I believe in my capacities like I believe in the sun, that rises and sets day in day out, that magically colours the landscapes in light orange and pink
The same way I believe in you
I'm my best friend, my hero, my adventure and my consolation. I'll never be the way you'll want me to be and I'll never do what you want me to do. I belong to myself and to nobody else.