luni, 15 iunie 2015

An Ode to Woe

Long ivory fingers you leaned upon me, You, mother of the wailing waves.
You kissed the Universe; You turned the stars into Your slaves.
You sang a symphony of ravaged souls; Your whisper, their eternal graves.
The midnight sun has kneeled in front of You, as your immortal beauty
Within a glimpse has darkened the entire Skye.

vineri, 3 aprilie 2015

Would you min(e)d

Would you mind if I suddenly snatch
all the memories I've grown
in your heart?

Would you mind
if I set free all the feelings
that you encaged throughout these years
without having a clue how much they missed me?

Because, eventually...
I dind't mind at all
As long as
I didn't

vineri, 19 decembrie 2014


How can you ever know if something is good enough for you? How are you supposed to make decisions when you barely know who you are?
I'm drunk again. Not surprising at all. I've been through almost anything you can imagine, I guess. But this time, I must face the situation I've always feared the most: making decisions. I'm tired of not knowing what should I do. I'm tired of taking risks. I'm tired of not taking risks... I'm tired of being tired. I can't stop thinking 'What if?'
What if all my choices were wrong?
What if all my wrong choices were supposed to teach me something?
What if I never learn?
I'm tired of unanswered questions. I just need someone beside me. I need someone who can understand me. But how can be possible when even  I don't understand myself?  I need someone who can see into my soul. I need someone to put my needs over theirs. As I did. No... I guess I need the right person. Wrong time...Wrong love... Right person.
I fucking gave it a try. I believed in you. I thought you might have been the one. You were just like me. Until I grew up. I gave you everything. I might have given you my only chance to be happy. What if...? What if I gave this second chance to the wrong person? What if you were just a lesson? Were you just another lesson until I was ready for the one I was made for? What if we weren't even supposed to be characters in the same story? What if we were just pages and we were supposed to be read by each other? But instead, we kept the whole book...
 What the hell am I supposed to learn from this? And when will I?
Have another glass! Cheers!

vineri, 14 noiembrie 2014

Weight Of The World

Fill my arms with roses.
They will weigh like stones,
Because you gathered them
From the graveyard of my soul.

Fill my arms with stones.
They will weigh like roses,
Because you picked them
From the garden of your soul.

Fill my soul with sorrows.
They will weigh like light,
Because you've learnt to grow
Roses on the graveyard of my soul.

sâmbătă, 1 noiembrie 2014

Swimming through infinity.

My arm was leaning on the car window. If I opened my fist, I could have caressed thousands of wandering souls.
You took my breath once again. It felt like years... Once again, I found myself suffocating in my own reality. No matter how hard I try to stretch my hand; you will never reach me. You'll never swim deep enough to reach the bottom. You'll never escape from your glass cage. You'll just watch time's sharp edges narrowing; you'll be falling forever... in your never-ending sorrow.
Even in winter the sun warms the surface; but it's still winter. However, we continue our bewildered existence, hoping that spring will come sooner or later. Don't we live in fear? Actually, how can someone live in fear, getting through the worst and still hoping for the best? Those little wandering souls... And the saddest part - sometimes, for some of them spring will never come. They are doomed to be buried under the snow, without the possibility of ever seeing the light.
Oh, spring... Bury me deep inside your soul. Keep me into your light forever. Let your overwhelming sunrays heal my wounds. Fill my eyes with your eternal sunshine.
Bring me to life.

joi, 11 septembrie 2014

Maybe I always knew...

Life sums up all the changes that happen whether we want to or not, whether we are ready or not. Life goes on just like a waterfall, never returning where it began. Either you learn to swim against it or go with the tide. It's up to you.
Who would've known?
It all began in the early february. We started as strangers. We all start as strangers, don't we? You seemed to have lightened up the whole room since the moment you stepped inside. It was like stargazing. Even if the sky is full of stars, I will always stare at the North Star. You were my North Star. In time, you became my light at the end of the tunnel; my full moon rising above the glittery stars; you were my silence when everyone was shouting inside my head.
Have you ever thought that we'd go so far? Have you ever thought that you'd drive half naked while I sit completely naked, covered in blankets in the right seat?  Have you ever thought that we'd literally fuck in front of the whole town? We fought, we crawled, we rose and we conquered. We were perfect, like sun rays in the rain.
At first, I wanted this to be a happy post. Things aren't what you expect them to be, are they? If everything gets too hard for me to take... I need you to remember this: I did, I do and I will always love you.
My sun had slowly set... My sun rays became pale... Autumn has finally conquered my soul. I've always thought I'm not made for this world. Until I met you. How can I ever give up on you?
Remember those surreal days of summer.
Remember those satisfied smiles on our faces.
Remember those wild nights.
Remember those random places.
Remember those songs.
Remember how we used to laugh.
Remember those sweet showers.
Remember those days when we were like married.
Remember all our small presents.
Remember my smell.
Remember that skin to skin contact.
Remember my eyes.
Remember my mashed potatoes.
Remember my stuffed toys.
Remember my clothes.
Remember my hair.
Remember our tight embraces.
Remember the way I used to meow at you.
Remember our first (and the last) Christmas.
Remember our dreams.
Remember our shopping sprees.
Remember how we used to sleep.
Remember those nights in front of my house.
Remember my 18th.
Remember how I used to hold your hand.
Remember when I said 'forever'.
Remember me without crying.
Remember me as I used to be at first.

What's tomorrow without you?

marți, 2 septembrie 2014

A Sea To Suffer In.

Like thieves in the light,
With grief and a sigh;
Like knots in the night,
Crookedly tied;
Like rivers in moonlight,
Uncouth, feral, but bright.

With oceans inside,
We swallowed our pride;
Lost in this tide,
The waters have dried;
Waiting for tomorrow,
We harvest the sorrow.