Saturday, 7 December 2019

End of parade, 19/9/2013


walking tall in the streets of today,
crushing the masks on the ground,
they r like breadcrumbs of yesterday,
to path of normality i was once bound.

what ends begins other life in this,
life where I look like ME and feel,
makes me stronger, being so foolish,
wait for it, grab it, no worries it is real.

the need is here to fill the hole of pain,
throw away prejudice about my sorrow,
cut the strings to the excuse, complain,
regret? leave them no space in tomorrow.

no audience, just the mirror without frame,
the reflection you hate and do not know,
pointing the finger to address the blame,
you’re gonna be the only critic of this show.

feel the scream for love from your heart,
scared I am, tired and becoming numb,
paralyzed by experiences from the start,
addiction tamed down against my will.

the steps, the goals, the persistence
comes with patience and balanced soul
which had a reason for feeling so tense
chase the devil out, cause I gotta roll.

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