Don't listen
To my words
Pay Attention
To the spaces
Between them.
They contain
The galaxy,
And the stars among it
Spell out what I really mean.



                     (p.p)

Lost is just a vage word to describe
Were we are right now
Cause being lost is not being able to find
Something you know it´s good for you
But where´s that for myself?

Where do I find what´s good for me when I cannot even get lost
Where´s me?
Myself?
My soul?
Will I die tomorrow?
Will I get old?

I cannot get lost in me....

How can I get lost in this world?

I cannot find myself in me....

HOW CAN I FIND MYSELF IN THIS WORLD?

The feeling of being dead it´s what I think being lost is
Because dying is not knowing what to expect after
And right now I don´t know what to expect

I hope someday I can be lost...

A lily a symbol of death
A rose a symbol of love
A daisy a symbol of innocence
White petals, light like a dove.

A coronation a symbol of beauty
A daffodil a symbol of a new beginning
A bouquet to symbolise eternal love
Sweetness like the songs that birds sing.

Pain-

It isn't always a thorn in your feet,
Or the throbbing ache from an overused mind,
Nursing a starved heart.

Fear-

It isn't the Boogeyman in your closet,
Or the silence left behind by a slam of the door,
With his parting words.

Sadness-

It isn't crying into your pillow at night,
Or the broken pieces of a family photo,
Shattered on the floor.

Pain is invisible.
Fear is amiable,
Sadness is insatiable.