takkutukka

You're gone.

2009-07-02T22:40:01+03:00

She can't forgive you.
She can't forgive you anymore.
But she couldn't chose a better day.
There can't be more beautiful way to go.
It was the most sweetest day of spring.
The heaven was full of angels.
When the morn was just waking up
she flew away...
But not in the dark.
She went to the daylight
with the twilight's sisters.
Over the sky. To the stars...
The old lady is sleeping
with the death touch on her lips.
She's now free to leave
from her strong jail.
She has born under the happy stars
ashore the wilderness lake
and borned happy life.
She was lucky when she flew away...

diuf

2009-06-20T20:37:01+03:00

I feel like my heart and head are going to explode.
Too many feelings on this little girl.
I love that but I hate it more than anything
I hate myself and that way how i feel
Everything hurts me but I have to go on
I don't deserve you if I don't
I have to be strong
I have to forget this pain
Like the flames of hell
they're burning my feet
Why they can't control
their ugly and dirty hands.
Just you, honey. Just you.
You are all I need.
Why you can't be here?
When this shit ends?
I can't walk on here anymore.
I have to creep.
I hate them.
I hate them and their fake-smiles.
I feel like I'm falling to pieces
Too many hands in this little girl.
I love them but I hate their dirty hands
They hate me and that way how I feel
They are hurting me but I have to go on
I'm not good enough for you if I don't
I have to be strong
That have no matter I'm alone
I'll wait that day when I see you
Then I'm falling in to your arms
And hold on you forever
I'll never ever let you go
Too many feelings on this little girl

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2009-06-16T16:25:01+03:00

Well... Now I have a blog too. I'll write hier when I have time and verve. This next poem is part of one of my songs.

Why the time is going and going and going on?
Why it can't stop?
Why it can't stop when I'm next to him?
Why it can't stop when we are living the happy days?
Why our lifes have to be hell?
Or actually...
When the world ends who cares was our life hell or heaven?
Who really cares when the pain is so hard
that you can't even scream or cry?
Who cares?
There isn't the merciful god.
Or I don't think so.

I'm sorry that I can't be what you and you and you want.
Forgive me.
I really tried to be perfect for you. Not anymore.
If I'm not good enough I don't try to be someone else.
Why everybody have to be idiots?
Or actually...
Why I should care about other peoples?
There is no one who means something for me.
Or yes there is.. But I have to forget him.
So why I should?
There's no a good reason.
Or I don't thiks so.