Mercredi 21 octobre 2009 à 15:18

Almost forgotten.

I'm not coming out until this is all over. Like in a bubble, a simply personal porcelaine sphere, nobody can brock. 
Perfect from far away. 
Everything remains secretly mine. 
I want to bury you in the yard. 
No pictures of you in my world. 
Where ever you go.

Lundi 10 août 2009 à 3:44 night is red like the blood in my head. Everything shoud go, cause I have to go. 

Empty your mind and disappear. Change your mind and be someone else. Someone you'll never be, cause you're not. We'll never be until we are. Red like the flower on the graveyards. Poppys all around her, dead in the war. She fell into pieces like houses. The rain fell down like petals with the wind, as the river was breathing. I'd like to die at this peaceful place. Feeling is not enough anymore.

Falling is the best way to stand up. Pain is the best way to feel. Don't feel anymore. Need pain?

The night is a cage.

I would rather cry than feel empty. I'd like to finish full of souvenirs, full of life. Do I really need that or is that illusion. Simple as simple. 

Mercredi 22 juillet 2009 à 6:02 Alles muss raus, weil es schmutzig ist. 
Rien n'est rien. Un vaste néant vide.
Vert et jaune sont les nuages de tristesse. 
On ne mange pas sans phoque. 
Rien n'est moche. Sauf ce qu'on dit qu'il y est.

Lundi 29 juin 2009 à 3:12 Don't pollue my dreams.

Nerves in tendances.

Want even more. 

My soul into a hole.

Don't want you to take control, not yours no more.


Vendredi 13 mars 2009 à 14:03

 When you're dead
In hospitals and freeways
When you're dead
In resting homes and clinics
When you're dead
It must be nice to finish
When you're dead
I'm not scared. 

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