your cream is my music

"Your scream is my music" rage...rage against the dying of the light...I'm the only thing I'm afraid of... play me like fingers on piano..and press this fingers against me.. this is not a show, and this is not a song, i keep everything inside me.. or maybe i scream out of me?..i wrote dawn a human out of the space, and loud loud loud.. i th+nk

curl into smiles

i could get lost in this valleys in slow-motion move ...the curves generating sparks, and curl into smiles.. the curling smile.. the soft pillow.. the unspoken words.. the waves .. the drops on the edge, the mirror of the soul, the remain of hurricane, it slightly open and resting..ok so here it is, so i can stay and to see it blossom again? the unsaid things flow and th+nk

this is deja vu?

It was those nights, when you're sleeping, and it's totally dark, you look beyond the desire into the deep. and that made all the difference.. you ever look around and feel this is deja vu? “You know those nights, when you're sleeping, and it's totally dark, and absolutely silent, and you don't dream, and there's only blackness, and this is the reason, it's because on those nights you've gone away. On those nights, you're in someone else's dream, you're busy in someone else's dream.” pen on paper say: a new day a new week a new month a new year a new me?…. th+nk….

did you look back?

the world aren’t just words.. This is the point where I start to go a little brave and dreamy …I feels that i have dropped something along the way I guess the time was right only until this cigarette is ended..An echo from another time, another place. Did you look back? if not I can forgive you. lie down and wait for someone who said “happiness starts at self-love” do not fear. do not fear mistakes.text me pls..like the blanket tied around your neck. and see over the top of cabin where twilight and sunset are meet and the boy was sitting by the river. try to write letters on the water… but never become a words th+nk