I will always find a reason
To come back
And do something
I see as good or useful or (absolutely) necessary.

Do we have to suffer,
How many times to die for you?
How many times to ask for a forgiveness that can never come,
Maybe I never understood you
And your perfect games.

You're still trying to punish us
For what parents did or didn't do,
We are tired of this world not understanding,
It wasn't us to decide, it was you.
It wasn't you to decide for me, it was myself.
And if I'll have to **** for everything I love
You will have to see
The unforgivable.

Of something we didn't do.
How many times to tell you?
What you did you didn't do.
How many times to ask for forgiveness
For this thought coming from an Old fact.

Of we defecate on each other every day,
That we all know, but why not to ask for more.
Well, I am asking these grounds once more
To take each thing there where it belongs.

How can I put this in a better key?
It must be an honour to be the stupid **** that didn't make it!
Invadors taking and taking and taking...
How can I feel proud when they still can take and I'm still supposed to be okay,
"Let us be humble!" So humble and wise!
Accept the lie of this paradise drowning in tears
Everything they can touch,
Anything they can put a hand on...
Becomes a ruin.
Ruin of the heart and soul, ruin of laughter, ruin of Joy.

The unreachable? they'd ruin...
If only they could.

But who are they. And why do we suddenly want to be just as strong and merciless... and wrong.



Is it wrong to ****? What about letting yourself killed?
*well... Well... well a fountain of tears,
Well realised a truth that hurt once and can Hurt forever just as much
Until shattered into pieces like a piece of glass,
Stardust given to the winds to make it last
As the memory of the wrong that was
And the right that came out of it.

For that memory
Of your greatness
And that wish of well for both of our worlds?

Something to treasure and fight to have!
Hah! The great life I had!
Something to be grateful for...
Still.... Why wouldn't one go back there?

Hihi! The great life I had!
Something to literally **** for!
Still, why wouldn't I bother for all that anymore?

Hah! I'm dead and have moved on!
Not killing myself for crap anymore.

Of being a stupid depressed *****,
Just because he likes you that way...
Just because she likes you that way...
Oh, the honour!

She doesn't want me all ****** up,
She is such a kind human!
She has a purpose that is noble in life!
I can only understand that she must Have been a show girl
And all this is
Because We're some show people...

Isn't jealousy great?
What did it create?
Some fancied,
Some ridiculous Ness,
Some craving...

Some..., live the Hell you want
And don't bother me anymore!

How did you feel?
I know just how.
Why do you think I never wanted to see you again but for a slaughter?

It can only be heavens,
It can only be the knowledge of Hell.
Love, Share and Care.

It can only be fair,
Heavens versus Hell.
Then there's this Purgatory
An' a mind shell to fill with all our regrets
And medals.

It can only be fair... Heavens.

For everything we love and save
We will get punished, in the end...
As if we didn't live it...
As if we didn't suffer enough...
As if, without suffering
There will be no end you can love.

"What the gift! ?!"

I don't understand how all this can be helped.
I believe I should start beating myself to death
Until I WOKE UP as all this is me prolonging myself into a nothingness that has no value.
I either make something valuable of this or I am as good as dead.

There is nothing we can have together
But she just likes to harm everybody.

It's a gift to be an evil Queen,
With a reason or not
It is still hard to take...
So may I
Just leave the evil Queen alone
With her passions.

Too proud for me...
                              She thinks she knows.

She must be greater...
                              And  I must be here...

A family


Is a family...
If you can accept... A family like that!
A good family like that...

You keep me alive,
Your passion, your soul,
The flame of your heart, bright,
The light in you, inspiring!

Love of my life, we had our wonderful times,
Now we're reliving our best decisions,
Times of sorrow, times of suffering,
All gone... there's nothing but happiness
We seek...
There's nothing but happiness to find here!
All this for the deserving.

When I love you is when I can hate the most....

And when I can hate I can only love...

Playing foot every day,
House of need.

As a reward...
Oh, quite the attitude:
"Well, that is that!"

Who can bear heavens?
A bubble telling the stories of our hearts!

It seems that I don't know
             How to be more grateful
                                        For what I've got.

Do you really enjoy making me
Suffer?


Why do you entertain me?

Why do you....

You F-d me and now it's all my fault.
Now,                                                    wo­N
                          That is
             a way of seeing things!

We create our apologies every day
With every moment of a thought given,
Taken an idea and moved forward
For the sake of multiplication
Of our dearest moments!

Every day
Every day a new one
Making a New living stand.

Waiters
Thinkers
Prayers
Tellers
Speakers
Doers
Dreamers
Believer­s.

Seekers
Finders
Keepers
Drawers
Pullers
Pushers
Creepers
****­ers

Oh, my God! What a lovely short but rich poem!

Our Attempts of avoiding tragedies
Lead to harming the self
But the self can take it
It's the flesh that needs more strength.

Dog Can't be taught new tricks.
Apparently nor can one teach news a bat.

.... matter...
                      ... A promise is a promise...
... and this...
                     ... is it...

What I was looking for...
                    ... Is in life,
in death...                                      ... It isn't
                           So
What you were looking for...
Is în life...
                   ... In death...
                            So

W.                 E.                 A               e
        A.                   S     s
                  V.                            V                 W

I don't have a heart...
               You gladly helped it go to ruin.

For the duty you want to believe in.

                      May you believe
In your justice and help in times of need.
                     May you be helped.

A reason you'll find, perhaps...
The reason... Behind the curtain...

And I got in some real trouble.

Now I'm sorry for even bothering
For anybody.

Sweet translations...
                         of sentiment spoken seaS
Where interpretation runs wild-free...
and chances for better days can end.

If we dared we would have to suffer
And if we lied, still the same.
                            So
      Let's suffer brightly, shall we?

Dear Papa,
I have eaten the old rug that inspired my old painting,
It was filthy as hell,
Somebody forgot to clean it.

But I am Alright now,
Figure: I don't need to eat anything anymore.
It is magic involved, I tell you,
It's good to feel less empty and alone.

I might have also opened
The door for a thief.
Alladin insisted on robbing us of some goods
And as we had too much I said to myself:
"Why not help the poor live a better life!"

Papa,
You are never to forgive me for this,
'Have fallen in love with a thief,
Now life is much better for our people.

Why would you want one frustrated?
Aren't you too kind and beautiful?
Why would you want someone unhappy?
Aren't you brilliant?
Why would you want someone myserable?
Isn't that jealousy telling a story too Old?
Why would you enjoy some one's wrong doing?
It must make a broken heart feel good.

To Leave you behind...

Pooping Gold machine
Treated as ****, **** produce,
Taking **** to create Gold,
Gold to create jewelry,
Jewelry to tell a story
Worth to live,
Gold worth to die for
And garbage to take out.

You let your child starve to death,
You *****, you ****, you awful disease!
You *****, you left home for another ****,
You lousy Mother!
Why did you have to die?!

You helped them feel better about themselves,
You let them invade your home,
Mock you with the Presence of evil...
You helped me say when I could have walked away...
Would that have been better?

You left! You human, you soul...
You had to leave.
Why did you have to **** all my hopes?
You left for that better world,
You had to pass but your memory's still there,
In my heart, brought to my mind,
From time to time...
You had to go away...
And I had to learn how to say goodbye.

As always...
                         Only fantasy ruins it,
     And it ruins it all too hard.

For what you want a crave and wrath
With your for-giving soul you offer
That which you wouldn't take.


Aren't we all the same...?

We aren't the same...

As it feels so just to you:
Couple me strategically.
This goes with that,
That with this
And he's a good catch! 'Have to keep him;
There's no love
But you've been educated well,
You can handle,
Maybe in time you'll end up falling in love.

Hopefully with the same man you married.
Then you will have kids,
Be it love or duty,
And you won't have to love them
Which is for the best:
No heart-break, no trouble,
Just a bit of sweet a cake
Due to strategy.

'Robbing you of all your wisdom and knowledge,
All shared for that cruel humanity
Never to come back.


Never to come back to a pain
In their perfect shapes...
We like you as you aren't.


We always try to mold you,
We always have ideas to share with you...
It's funny what we do...
Until we aren't what we really are.

There is a festival in the world,
Running in a past based on this Word,
My soul speaks in tongues,
It burns and it aches,
And it tells the story she knew as a friend.
Maybe I found a friend in a notebook,
Maybe I didn't listened to a prayer,
I wanted them to be all too stupid and happy again,
Felt hurt when they had to be mean to each other.
Felt hurt when they had to leave
But it was okay,
Everything better when they became friends and partners again.

Little one,
You learned,
You learned and learned,
And made you parents proud!
You made your family proud.

Going well.
                        That's why...

I couldn't hate this world of yours more,
What's there to learn that they are too ******* important!?
Oh, but I didn't know, I didn't know!

I tried to avoid it, 'ate all that I could,
Felt ill to the stomach!
Outch,
Now time to fast and heal!

I even became a vegan,
Oh, well, that went' so well!
Only some birds here started being inviting, delicious food I reject
Like an idiot of a vegan.

What happens if you have the guts
And courage...

As your ask for forgiveness
                Sounds like a menace:
                                          Keep dreaming.

That! your problem is
That I still exist...

I danced with all my heart
I trained
I learned
I loved
I learned
I lived
Thinking myself a human being
Dreaming myself up
Down and deep beneath
Until that day came:
A fly flew to my mouth
I tried to avoid eating it
Now I wonder:
What the fly?!