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Andreea Iacob Aug 2018
Let’s fly my little bird...let’s see the sky
Let’s feel the wind, ‘cause I lost my mind,
Let’s sing, let’s dance and let’s be free
Just you, my little bird, and me.
Andreea Iacob Feb 2018
I found you maybe
in a strange way
You changed my life
from black to gray.

I haven’t seen your face,
I saw your mind
I felt you far away,
but by my side.

And we chatted much,
you now know me
But how it’s normal
the future we can’t see.

I thought that maybe,
somehow and someday
In your warm arms,
I will loved stay.

But all is falling down,
piece after piece;
Even if you don’t believe
I feel your miss.

You had the chance,
but you refused to fight,
To change our life,
from black to white!
...I hope you will read this
Andreea Iacob Feb 2018
Try to calm me down
When you see that I’m crying
‘Cause just you can see this
To the others I’m lying.

Look deep in my eyes
To see my mind protesting
I have the soul like the ice
But with you it is melting.

Tell me what you think
Your voice is relaxing
In your words I would sink
Without even asking.

And I will fall asleep
Tired of resisting
And with my alarm beep
I’ll find you’re not existing.

And that all was a dream;
I’m alone, like I seem.
Andreea Iacob Feb 2018
I don’t understand
why they say the red color
means love..

Red is the blood,
Red is the pain,
The devil’s food,
The want of fame;
Red is the fire,
Red is the meat,
The heart of a liar,
The way to cheat.

Don’t trust the red lips
that are saying sweet things;
they’re lying.
But, at the end, we can’t trust anyone... even we are lying to ourselves
Andreea Iacob Feb 2018
I imagine my life far away from here
I know isn’t easy, but I don’t live with the fear;
The fear to leave or to lose my way
I would stay, but for what? For what to stay?

To show that I’m strong? I don’t think this is right
Sometimes it’s better when you avoid the fight.
Why starting a war when you know you can die?
Just to show you know what means to try?

Who cares at the end? Like always, just I
And now being happy is almost a lie;
Could be so hard, but better than here
I don’t like the tears, I don’t like the fear!
Don’t be scared to try new things when you don’t feel good with what you are  doing

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