The horror of not knowing
is killing the inside
of me, of her, of him
maybe of you

We, all of us have at least once in our lives imagined whats next
We, all of us have followed a schedule so we'd know whats next

The horror of knowing
is very specific
is truely full of adrenalin
it kicks me right in the chest

None of us would enjoy the full experience of knowing everything
None of us can be in the power of knowing everything

We all have doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows, speciel moments.
Sometimes those doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows and speciel moments
won't live up till your expectations.
Then you'll have to remember that it wouldn't be a gift, to know everything or not to know anything.

We are after all only ourselves, and we should live in this, our, moment of time. nothing and no one should mix in and make us think towards the future or the past.

We shouldn't hesitate into information. Rethink and if you truly visualize yourself in happiness with the information the go get it, otherwise don't.

Another love story of mine, I wanted to know everything, every little **** thing of affairs that happened, had happened or would happen.
Well long story short, that relationship didn't work out.

Lips so soft
****** red
Her mind is lost
She’s laying in her bed
Her teeth are flossed
And she’s bleeding soon to be dead

Make a note.
That helps you remember.
Make a poem.
That helps you feel.
Make a song.
That helps you speak.
Make a painting.
That helps you express yourself.
Make a photograph.
That helps you capture.
Make a mirror.
That helps you in frame yourself.

That helps you find yourself.