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 ..
