sticky floors

restless faith

a sip of champaign

a twist of reality

go with the flow

or what you think is the flow

low

point of despair

once more you need what you initially asked for

a corrosive fear

why

it’s a mere reflection of who you are

manipulate the taste of signs

silence is a sin

if you can’t refrain from seeing lies

majestic

a Sunday roast

The Canterville ghost

preaches redemption

a phantom of pawns

a unique image of shows

stranded in oblivion

stars ask you why

you shine

you always did

i calculate rhymes in tears

i forgot who i was

but you did too

if i lose myself i don’t want to hear a lie

savage eyes

submerge into a flashing image

narrow sight

shredding the light

mindless games

freeze our brains

peace tries to find me

do i

an emotional disaster

a perilous master

i want to think my thoughts through

before i make another mistake

my consciousness is free

but my mind isn’t

how is this good

only the future can tell the truth

i feel i should obey the rules

what do my eyes say

why does my soul pray

fuck it

i’ll go home

on paris, beirut, burundi, but in the end life

it’s not them, it’s us, it’s everyone. we all fight for something but in the end for nothing. we’d rather hate than love. it seems easier to solve our problems that way. because if we love it means we understand. we understand how other people think, feel, live. we don’t want to do this. it requires effort and strength. compassion. we all want others to understand and accept us, be in our position, but we forget to do the same. we let our pride and ego blind us, obscure our vision. it’s a defensive mechanism of which we can’t let go. and thus we hurt. we hurt our loved ones, those who think or feel differently, the innocent, the weak ones. we fill our void. we believe we are something because we have control over others. that way we demonstrate that we are strong and everyone should respect us. vanity. is this our purpose in life? how do we let our worst instincts take over us? the fear of accepting the triviality of human existence. we are taught that we have to be better than others. that we deserve better. that everyone and everything is against us. but no one stresses enough the fact that one can be strong when he/she loves himself/herself. i think it’s important to understand this. it’s not necessary to prove one’s existence to be alive. loving yourself by giving some time to understand yourself, will teach you how to love others.

i think it’s a good time to take a step back and think. think about ourselves. about what matters. talk to ourselves about ourselves. in any case, it’s the most selfish thing we can do. then we can maybe learn. learn what matters to us, learn about life. and after that, actually begin to grow and feel better and proud of who we are and eventually the world.

do you know who you are?

what does the heat mean if we are far away

for each other to breathe a warm sprinkle of summer

a surreal taste of togetherness but alone

if you see what i mean

i kind of felt it that you did too

and it was nice

i’d rather have a cold mind

eternal faith in the sun

a ship that was wrecked

strawberries and cream that i never liked

life goes on no matter how many times you die

hunting werewolves, feeling dizzy

chiselled surfaces, broken barriers

 

no matter how much i love it

i can’t let it kill me

sometimes you exist only for yourself

you are but you’re not

where are we now

i still know who you are

do you