It’s mine cause i’m the creator,
play is
the way it’s build.
My
world is right in front of my eyes.
The
reflexion in pictures,
which
are created by desire.
It’s
not permanent yet,
there
is still end to each session.
I can
hear the process of creation,
streaming
through my body.
Mind is
so focused and full of life,
that
can be called “future”
this is
the path i’m walking,
in the
war without any rules,
which
makes me either stand out
or die
into the crowd.
There’s
a peace in my world,
land of
balance, eternal, vast.
This is
what i try to fit in,
in the
world behind my world.
Draw
the contours of a dream
into a
real life, smudge the bad.
My
world is where i treat myself good,
where i
don’t kill pain with pain,
but
recreate the world,
leave the
pain in shape, on paper,
paint
it into dream i won’t dream,
rise
from pain and sadness
“your
future, choose it now”
... the
reality says
...
dream is reality
now!
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