It's not about love, nor about hate;
It's about you and me, together;
About the things around us,
Which are not yet written under the stars;
About death and sun, moon and life.

We were lost in the world by loving;
We were mad and drunk in love,
Flying in the high sky, without questioning,
Not trying to run away.
We were one.

We resist the abyss, concurring the exile,
Seeing the other par of the world,
Being engaged by death,
Entombed by marriage.

I don't fall in love.
I demand.
I don't kiss.
I devour.
I don't smile.
I smirk.
I don't hold hands.
I take away.

I can't watch now anything
More then broken, without time or knowledge cubes.
And there were blocks and objects and everything,
Nothing to satisfy my curiosity,
We wanted more, us, all, together,
To discover, to evolve,
And maybe it was possible.
Before all of these things that are stopping us.
When our minds were open
And let the new worlds get inside,
Without borders, full of magic
And of that thing that made us smile,
Hope and belive.... That made us children.

do You need me
like i need you
do You need me
like You need to
not need Me
like you do

Love me but don't hate me,
Cuddle me but don't strangle me,

Break me but don't leave me,
Trash me but don't throw me,

I give you my world, don't reject it,
My love for you is deep, I don't regret it,

Why have you changed adapting psychotic nature?
Do you have a clue of our coming future?

What future is there, you took it all,
Wired my neck like an ugly doll,

Eyes wide open gasping for freedom,
Life became short, you forced me off your kingdom,

I begged for love, future and life,
You stabbed me with your favorite knife,

Stabbed and strangled, you showed me your love,
Such an agony, you carved my face like a dove,

Laying lifeless in my own pool of blood,
He's painting on canvas using drips of my blood...


©sim