White. Its all white.
Have I lost my sight?
But I haven't.

Black. Nothing but black.
'Future', need I look back?
But I needn't.

Red. Everything is red.
Is that me I see, on a hospital bed?
But I wasn't.

I saw the fire and horns on a man,
In Hell i was, and I ran.
But i didn't.

It is not as it seems,
Those were the dreams.

*But they weren't.

Greyness.
Rough unpleasant sound.
Thoughts of various kind-massive attack.
Mental instability.
My mind seeks for haven.
Vague,harsh reality disturbs my illusion.
Unpleasant sound.
Greyness.
*Changing the channel

Rain pouring
Befogged windows
Vague memories
Of once lost love

Its falling harder
Stronger memories
Greater pain
...
Tear
...
Stop falling
Stop reminding me
...
Scream
...
It stopped raining
Memories faded
Despair

**** you rain!

No woman ever,
cried so many tears
No woman ever
felt so many fears.

Time froze--

I love you- he said,
And he meant it
She did -with all her body
felt it.

Indispensable love it is,
forever they will be
-he believes.

I love you back - she said,
And no man ever,
with such love- has been fed.

Time defrosted--

As my spirit stood there,
watching her cry
to float through her soul
oh, I did try.

For another world,
one ticket I bought
and one last smell of me
she did cought.

It rang,for my departure
a loud bell
I just left,
with a deaf farewell.

Alone between these four walls
im in my world, but reality calls.
Dark thoughts constructed by my mind
disappearing my corpse- they will never find.
Travelling through the portal
- creatures non of my kind
yet i allow to be guided
by thee who is blind.
Still that world's being designed,
be aware of subconcience
because she wont resigne.
Fighting,scratching bleeding upon thy surface
engraving it more has no further purpose.
Beginning to realize,
it will all soon come to an end
your tormented mind,
with reality will blend.

I met thee,on 1st of September
we glanced at each other,it was a moment to remember.
In a short time we fell in love
and we fitted,like hand in a glove.
Our passion endured for 7 months,
and love for thee,still hunts.(me)
For three months segregated we were,
thy warmth,was replaced by fur. (oh,if only)
Betimes our love paths encountered eft,
it was a swith of my heart theft.
-This time our love persevered more,
but it terminated,because it was not strong as afore.
Inevitable,our separation was
but neither of us,could find a cause. -
Time was passing,and we weren't together
Thy love slipped,as if it was a feather.
All we needed was that, true glance,
and eyes shall say 'we ought to have another chance'.
Our love blossomed once again,
i believe we are said to be insane
Sith we are soothly happy now,
i offer to love you for ever,if you allow!
*Somewhither on the sky,far away -
Picasso drew our pathway.
All along it was only one road,
we just needed to unbind the node.

Being different wasnt her choice
that she is special,said her maker's voice.
That wasnt the kind of 'special' she thought
through life- with the fact she fought

Always seen in a different way
Never felt special,not even for a day.
Assimilation was a term- to her unknown
nothing but pitty towards her was shown

A knife of the table was taken,
inhaling the last breath-only then she was awaken.
**A new life I shall begin,
in a new body- I will fit in.