The entire distance
its every turn and curve of the road
how could you measure its influence
or describe longing created by it
when a single kilometer is breathtakingly long
even though you pass every one of them rejoicing
from the reunion
from the certainty that you'll be allowed to smile again
The whole endless time
that strecthes itself towards the eternity
how could you define its power
to someone who has never experienced it
even though every minute brings the moment closer
when all that time is behind you
The total limitless longing
that grows day by day only due to its evilness
how could I overcome it
even though every day is a day less
Monday, June 6, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Every Song
Every song is a reminder of you
as if every love song was written for you
by me
as if every angsty line was meant for me to say
As if everyone knows our story
and what went wrong
Still they ask why don't I let go
Like I had the opportunity!
Every song I hear, every book I read
they're all about you
and I see only you
in my restless dreams
as if there was nothing else in this world
as if I had to suffer
Yet they ask why don't I enjoy life while I can
Like I wanted to
And every word I say I'd want to say to you
but what's done is done
as if every love song was written for you
by me
as if every angsty line was meant for me to say
As if everyone knows our story
and what went wrong
Still they ask why don't I let go
Like I had the opportunity!
Every song I hear, every book I read
they're all about you
and I see only you
in my restless dreams
as if there was nothing else in this world
as if I had to suffer
Yet they ask why don't I enjoy life while I can
Like I wanted to
And every word I say I'd want to say to you
but what's done is done
Saturday, June 4, 2011
A Moth
Into the night we must go
though a moth like me
would rather spin around the white light
blinded, never finding the way out
and not feel this pain or pressure
but fly until my wings are tattered
Because what would it be compared to the fear of the unknown
The darkness we must face, at last
even though it's the one I escaped from
If only I could see even just a glimpse of light
to navigate by, otherwise I'll get lost
My thin wings won't take me far
as long as the sun doesn't rise
even though moths are not allowed to fly at day
We must abandon the safe haven
before the light goes down when the string burns out
Then we have to go
now we're at least ready for it
Though I'd rather blind my eyes in the light
than see what's in the dark
though a moth like me
would rather spin around the white light
blinded, never finding the way out
and not feel this pain or pressure
but fly until my wings are tattered
Because what would it be compared to the fear of the unknown
The darkness we must face, at last
even though it's the one I escaped from
If only I could see even just a glimpse of light
to navigate by, otherwise I'll get lost
My thin wings won't take me far
as long as the sun doesn't rise
even though moths are not allowed to fly at day
We must abandon the safe haven
before the light goes down when the string burns out
Then we have to go
now we're at least ready for it
Though I'd rather blind my eyes in the light
than see what's in the dark
Friday, June 3, 2011
Ocean and Wind
The ocean is black too
as I know it's yet again another road away
Another way to escape
and I can't stop you, not deny either
because what right would I do it with
What could I use to calm down my conscience
even if my heart found peace?
The waves rock back and forth
along with them you get away
if you only want
As soon as you get everything you need with you
The wind is bittersweet,
like a betrayed lover's fingers on my skin,
because it'll raise your sails
And even if I stand on its way, I can't stop it
What could stop the powers of nature?
I can't understand what draws you away from me
and it's a heavy sting in my heart
but how could I forgive myself
my selfishness
if I asked you to stay
The wind won't die down, it blows
and zaps you from me
when you eventually say goodbye
as I know it's yet again another road away
Another way to escape
and I can't stop you, not deny either
because what right would I do it with
What could I use to calm down my conscience
even if my heart found peace?
The waves rock back and forth
along with them you get away
if you only want
As soon as you get everything you need with you
The wind is bittersweet,
like a betrayed lover's fingers on my skin,
because it'll raise your sails
And even if I stand on its way, I can't stop it
What could stop the powers of nature?
I can't understand what draws you away from me
and it's a heavy sting in my heart
but how could I forgive myself
my selfishness
if I asked you to stay
The wind won't die down, it blows
and zaps you from me
when you eventually say goodbye
Fear
I'm greatly afraid
that if I let you go away
you'll return badly changed
and I can't separate the change from damage
or heal you to your old self
Not to mention judging you, like I was any better
But still I'm scared, so scared
for your innosence
you may not realize its value
but if I was you, I'd take better care of it
Every moment I wait with terror
when you're going to disappear and never come back
with that same look in your eyes
And there's nothing to cover up
what has taken shape inside of you
Still can I tell you no, as if I was wiser
I don't have that power
I stay up every night, waiting
when the world is going to take your most precious
My most meaningful
And every morning when I look at myself in the eye
I see what I'm scared I'll to find in your soul one day
that if I let you go away
you'll return badly changed
and I can't separate the change from damage
or heal you to your old self
Not to mention judging you, like I was any better
But still I'm scared, so scared
for your innosence
you may not realize its value
but if I was you, I'd take better care of it
Every moment I wait with terror
when you're going to disappear and never come back
with that same look in your eyes
And there's nothing to cover up
what has taken shape inside of you
Still can I tell you no, as if I was wiser
I don't have that power
I stay up every night, waiting
when the world is going to take your most precious
My most meaningful
And every morning when I look at myself in the eye
I see what I'm scared I'll to find in your soul one day
Longing and Love
Does longing feel better
than real love and its burning
Is it more powerful after all
more meaningful
Am I more attached to you
when I don't see your face
Am I even happier
I'm being eaten from the inside instead of
being burnt by a glaring flame
Does the strong craving brush my inside more gently
than love and its demands
which in the end serve only the outer shell
Is it better just wait than actually gain
Do I wait for the departure with more excitement
than the reunion?
And still I can't escape
since I do need love to keep my longing fresh
Is it more beautiful in its fragility
and more appropriate in a way
than heated love
that can't be hidden
Do I prefer languishing
than giving my all for someone else
Sith Fisto is quite busy so I'm actually doing the translations myself. Lol.
than real love and its burning
Is it more powerful after all
more meaningful
Am I more attached to you
when I don't see your face
Am I even happier
I'm being eaten from the inside instead of
being burnt by a glaring flame
Does the strong craving brush my inside more gently
than love and its demands
which in the end serve only the outer shell
Is it better just wait than actually gain
Do I wait for the departure with more excitement
than the reunion?
And still I can't escape
since I do need love to keep my longing fresh
Is it more beautiful in its fragility
and more appropriate in a way
than heated love
that can't be hidden
Do I prefer languishing
than giving my all for someone else
Sith Fisto is quite busy so I'm actually doing the translations myself. Lol.
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