you have everything

in me

black and white
dark and light
night and day
life and death

slowly
experience it

in me

We talk all the time
when we’re laying in my bed
looking in each other eyes

You always laugh
when I say something funny
and I feel like I am falling apart

We talk all the time
when we're on our way
to the market
to buy fresh vegetables and fruits

I once saw a smashed peach there
on the ground
and I did not know what to do

We talk all the time
when we're listening
to our favorite band

Sometimes I hear nothing
and the music’s playing
I get scared

We have never met
even when we almost did
in the past, at that party

I keep thinking about it
and it makes me smile
for we still have a chance

Asking myself
What is love
Is like asking somebody else
If they know what the universe looks like

I am believing more and more
I shall never experience
What is like to be loved

By someone who did not create me

I have learned that
when the wind is blowing
the river is disturbed
when the darkness is coming
no life can grow
and I have learned it the hard way

I have learned that
when the sky is calm
so is the river
when the light crawls upon
any life can rise along
and I have learned it the long way

What comes has to go
What goes has to come
back

the cafe is packed
people come and go
just like in real life - she thinks -
they order wait eventually get what is theirs

so greedy

don’t blame them
they do what they can best
getting up
brushing their teeth
and making a stand
every
day

and you
what have you been doing?
sitting here like everything is right
how is supposed to be
no flaw
stain
taint
hole
that would **** you in

a black black hole
that would end all of your sorriness
this luckless weeping
at nights
That no one knows about

It was so close
To let go and never coming back
To those who would call themselves
Heroes
Survived ones

Thinking if
My old self would be proud
Of me
Different light
New perspective

I am here
Drinking black coffee
And actually enjoying it
Stains of a lipstick
Even my hair is washed

I did it
I had enough strength
To get up and be here

you try
and it’s good
keep trying to be better
to stand up for what is right
at least in your view

do things that you’ve always wanted to
just imagine
being finally in the right place at the right time
finally becoming who you desired to be

but what is it exactly?
you’ve heard this sentence so many times already
and still it sounds strange
who
you
are

the strong sunlights are spoiling your hair
and you just came out from the hairdresser
to look as close as you can as the Hollywood start
you recognise these people who don’t care
about looks as much as you do
and somehow you wish you could be them
after one day you’d hate it
begging to come back to your previous state

how did you become so bitter?
where have your positivity gone?
or perhaps
there was none of it
ever

all of this was just a illusion
cliche
a piece of photograph that everyone loves to look at