The road of healing
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How painful it was and unfair what he did to me
Were the talks with my infantilism.
Because we got angry only with something which we deny in ourselves
We close our eyes and pretend we don’t care
Though we want to scream.
As soon as I accepted myself, the anger has gone.
I forgave myself, my heart is light,
I let myself be weak and vulnerable
And I’ve never felt as free and
Close to something incomprehensible as I am now.
5.09.2022
I believe in love.
Love that conquers all,
Love that heals and inspires.
And if you don’t fight for your love
So, what else do you fight for?
6.09.2022
I feel endless love and beauty inside,
It even hurts to express the way it shines
Because there are no words for this.
I want to cry it out loud,
I want to shake your indifferent minds,
I want to make you feel alive.
6.09.2022
I have always been a dreamer.
Even when some people hurt me a lot,
I’ve never given up on my beliefs and never will.
6.09.2022
If somebody hurt you a lot,
It doesn’t mean that you are a fool.
It means you have the biggest heart
Because you tried to see the light when there was none.
7.09.2022
Love and joy should be slow and gradual
Like you’re walking through the park on a sunny day
When you don’t have any business to do
Or any problems to solve.
Our world is full of quick pleasures,
They are easy to find and to forget.
People pretend that everything is alright just because
It’s not fashionable to feel sorrow.
But what will be left in the end?
Is there any happiness in this? No.
Details are important, focus and feel.
And even if you think that you’re alone, you aren’t.
At this right moment your special person thinks the same way.
11.09.2022
There will be always something that tries to break your world.
Because when you have love inside,
You’re special, you are not like the others.
It’s not fashionable to be different
And it’s so hard to be yourself and fight for your dreams.
But never give up, keep that beauty and share with it,
Don’t let them get you.
11.10.2022
Can you look deeply into my eyes and see what I see?
11.10.2022
I always think what will be if I die tomorrow.
Everything becomes clear at once
And most of my worries don’t make any sense.
It’s a part of me to overthink and always underestimate myself
Like I’m in an endless competition with the world
Which doesn’t give a fuck.
I wake up from this mess every time and wonder:
Why do I care so much? For what?
I don’t wanna play these games anymore:
Hiding, disregard, understatement and hypocrisy.
I want honesty, I want something real.
1.11.2022
My scream roars from inside out
And breaks my chest, but will you listen?
So many words are on my tongue,
So, I pour them like a waterfall through my art, but who cares?
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