Δευτέρα, 11 Ιανουαρίου 2016

Infiltrate

Past is there ,
I don’t mind ,
i don’t make wars with the nothing
i prefer to fight for everything
When you decide to leave something behind because cannot touching  you anymore this is something like victory.
A victory against to your ego and not against the other.
Dead shadows was always dead but you never admit it,
 Cause you like fairytales
Cause you want it to live in one.
You born like this.
With fairytales in your mind.
With wings to your shoulder.
Your problem buddy
You walk , I fly , i always did ...i always do ,
even the sun may burn my freedom and the sea is going to shallow me
I ll smile , Ill smile
I did all right .. as i believe and want it to be.. as the way I am.
Dead shadows who are whispering like the wind tonight.  I m laughing to your  faces  .
I never entered to your path  as  you thought .  Inside you knew that . Complains for not given my look to you . Complains for not feeling of you. You were dead for me before I met you.
Smart I say .. in the corner of my self always I was staring to my path … invisible to anyone.. but still there waiting my long drive home .   
No one was the One .  No one was myself . No one was my lonely path .
No , no people I don’t blame you for  my craziness  ..my birth time was written to the stars  ..  Far away … Where people cannot touch the shinning . Crazy men does .
 They can see over  the rainbows
where is   
the Black ,
 a shinning black ..
 I am the happiest man in the world .. my eyes is white and I feel only .
i can feel the wind and the sound of the sea .
Occupied my mind ,my wellness ,my passion, my strength  BUT YOU NEVER HAD ME , MY REAL ME, EVER .


I save it … to love , to death ; I don’t know yet ..