joi, 29 octombrie 2009

Until now,I haven't realy saw the truth...but I grieve and I'm quite scared,realy scared.
My bad,there are three days since I forgot who I am,I forgot my name and my dreams.I've reached the emptiness,that kind of loneliness wich drives me insane,lost and dumb.It's like I'm not here,but in another dimension far away from reality...the cruel reality.
I used to have feelings.Not anymore,this senceless anxiety I have will someday destroy my sanity.I'm not far from being labeled mentaly deranged and I'll probably end into a sanitarium,pulling my hair off,kicking the walls around me,screaming,trying to get out...
You know,I love to lay down on the ground and count the stars,wishing to escape to find a way through this.I don't mind being alone....I just mind not to be left alone,'cause everybody is acting quite strange and mean.
Odd...soooo damn odd.I'm shattered,turned into small pieces.The glass falls from the sky choking every bit of my soul.The words,the indifference are mutilating me and this is the consequence of being weak,being useless.In these moments of weakness,you desperately try to find a single breath of fresh air.Unfortunatly I only find poison....
The destiny showed me cruelty again....he gaved me the chance to watch my own death......

The opheliac

The one who's blind from sanity
Has lost his words in clarity,
And denied the untruth spoken
Is the opheliac with a heart broken.
But now he's dead,
With a poison that has spread
Among the ashes...

With a mind quite sober
It's the opheliac my lover...
That has unchained and bound my soul
And showed me what's worth fighting for.

There's no show of fiction,
No lack of resolution,
Just a man wich made an effort
And never cared about being perfect.

He,the man with a big ambition
Has damned his mind in pure confusion
'Cause there's nothing else to do
When a curse was cast on you
Just dissapear and sync behind
Lose your wish and lose your mind.
Along with this so called ''Life''!

Now..sleep forever,my opheliac....

joi, 15 octombrie 2009


Cine eşti tu ca să-mi striveşti cuvântul cu limba în propria-mi gură?Cine te crezi ca să-mi limitezi concepţia şi să-mi exilezi personalitatea într-o lume creată de perspectiva ta?
Eşti tu Alpha şi Omega?The First or the Last?...NU!
Atunci pleacă....and let me be....lasă-mă să privesc ploaia şi nu soarele,să iubesc cenuşiul şi nu culoarea....să trăiesc prin muzică şi nu prin reguli....Lasă-mă să-mi clădesc viitorul din declin,să-l aşez pe o treaptă unică la mare distanţă de tine,pentru că nu m-am născut într-un xerox nenorocit la fel ca voi toţ printr-o greşeală divină.
Am scopul de a fi eu,şi atât...iar tu....tu limitează-ţi eşti decât un semidoct!