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Crossroad

I'm standing on a crossroad.
And there's a storm coming.
The sand I'm standing on, will not stand the rain.
And when right and left stopped being directions,
I find that turning around is not an option.
I cannot go backwards,
cause even if i try to go back in time, I can't!
believe me- I tried.
The road in front of me, 
the one I'm on, feels funny even to my toes, 
and with every step I take, 
I enter deeper and deeper a life I do not own, 
A life I did not ask for.

The rain may wash the paths away
My name may be called from all possible directions,
but not even the disorientation left behind from the flood, 
will shut the voice that's tearing down my throat up.
Because even if I don't own a path to follow, I'll keep walking.
Because sometimes walking between paths, is just creating an other.
Sometimes walking with somebody else's feet is simpler, 
but ending up somewhere were you don't belong isn't.
I did not get here to follow footsteps, but to have mine followed.
With muddy knees and hurting feet, I'll get there.

And if the storms decides not come, I will erase the fixed paths,
maybe with water, maybe with tears.
Because the only way to know I'm walking on the right path, 
is to make damn sure it's mine, and not someone else's.

And yes- I might not know where I'm headed,
but I'm sure I'll get there.

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First Love, You Know Silly Things Happen

Sometimes silly things happen,
like that, now, old night,
when we named a star,
just to enjoy the following of the cliche,
the sibling from the one that brought us apart.

Hearts filled with the whole innocence from,
You being the one,
and I being the best one.
What contained bits of the irony of us calling our first love,
"forever",
knowing with our premature fascination for words that,
first,
is the start of a sequence,
is what comes before all others in time or order,
which was indeed what it was.

And sometimes not so silly things happen,
like us growing apart.
or mainly, growing,
for us to realize that we were - actually - not that into each other.

But back then, in those minds and hearts of two young and naive preteens,
we would believe anything that came from the others lips,
those lips that were our firsts and till then our only ones, or so we said...
to keep up with our diminishing innocence.

Do you...
do you remember how our star was called?- I asked, that one last night.
hoping you did remember, knowing you didn't.
To receive the expected answer,
which just confirmed what I already knew, 
and apparently,
you did too.

After that kiss you said good bye,
and never looked back,
which was actually fine,
cause I had already done that,
just that,
well,
not out loud.

Now you know,
sometimes silly things happen,
like me saying it now,
Thank you my first love,
I'll never forget those lips of yours,
goodbye.

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Sometimes I Wish I Was

I see you,
I feel you, 
I know you want me,
but I also know that you want me to be her,
and I'm not, 
but sometimes I wish I was.

I wish you saw me, as you see her,
even though You don't want to be with her any more.

I wish that you wouldn't pretend not to know me,
when the very last night,
laying on bed,
I love you,
slipped through your lips,
which was followed by a huge apology,
and you don't realize I didn't even flinch when you said it,
because i had been imagining it all along, 
ever since we made love for the first time,
I didn't want your apology,
even if I know you said it not because you loved me,
but because you wanted me to be her,
so you could love me,
and I'm content with me being in your bed while you imagine I'm someone else,
just that more beautiful, and with no intention of harming you.
And I don't understand, how you cannot see me a as you see her,
I know I'm not her;
but sometimes,
I wish I was.

I'm better,
I would never leave you there to cry your self to sleep,
I wouldn't grab you so hard that I would leave a mark on your beautiful skin,
I didn't want your apology,
But I do apologize to you.
'cause I'm not her, 
and because sometimes,
I wish I was.

I apologize,
because I'm leaving,
I'm going far away,
And I know You'll miss me.

I know you'll find someone else,
as I also know I'm not your only one,
but I do know,
I'm your best one.

I leave my life here,
and hope that when I come back,
if I ever do,
I will no longer want to be her,
but me,
cause maybe,
just maybe,
when I get back,
You'll love no one,
but me.

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Wondering

Time makes me wonder.
The lack of it, does too.
Why is the Earth where it is? 
Why are we standing on it? ...
What is that thing makes each of us, us?
What happens to it when we stop breathing?
Do we just become part of Earth, and watch everything happen?
Do we move to an other planet and adopt an other body?
Do we free ourselves, and fly around?
I imagine the friend I lost, sitting next to me.
Is he here, sharing this joint with me? ... 
Do we stop existing? Staring at the stars, my ignorance becomes obvious to myself.

Does earth shine?
I wonder.
Do we shine as they [The stars] do?
will I ever know?
Time will grant me with the answers, I asure my self.

The smoke is hidding the moon.
I imagine I'm free.
I'm flying around. I'm one with the Earth, and he [My friend] is here with me.
I can see myself from the sky, staring at the hidden moon...

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I Won'T Let You Drown, But In Case You Do,

I don't know why I'm here,
As I see your mind fly,
my dear.

Dignified I ran away,
though I know,
you need me whole.

I'm just not here for them, 
I said,
staring at the demons in your head.

Sometimes when they have nothing to show,
I know nobody else but you,
you should know by now. 
you just should.
Wasting energy, 
I pretend not know that everything, 
will come back to me.

Don't you know?
you'll ask,
letting your fingertips follow my scars.
I'm here not to let you think about you,
just to take your heart ache away.
ignore the shades and focus on that in there, 
that shines,
you'll say.
I just don't want to see you fade out,
under those sleeves.
Let your self out!
Breath the ocean!
Taste the salt!
Feel alive!
and if you feel you'll drown,
I'll let you sleep, 
so a new day drops down.
 
Don't pretend you've had enough,
cause you cant have enough of our love.
Don't say you have your reasons,
when you've confessed to me in your sleep,
that, well, you really don't.
They are all broken, these charms.
come clean, I won't judge.
Explain the scars on your arms.
You can learn to love me back,
you say.
I'll take your troubles, 
they are not here to stay.

Remember when this was such an easy game to play?

If you ask me now, of course I'm fine.
Don't worry about me, love.
Remember I'm not broken,
just cracked,
yes,
some pieces are missing,
but I'll found them in the ones that don't fit back in your heart.

I tell my self you're right for me, 
and you are,
as far as I see.
remember what I told you?
there's no end to this.

Don't act like it never happened,
'cause we both know it did.

Come back to me tonight,
Shut your mouth while we kiss,
it's your right.

Don't let go,
'cause I might.

Dip your fingers in the sea,
now taste the salt,
I won't let you drown.
but in case you do, 
please,
don't come and woo.

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Autumn Murder

Do they recall,
do they remember,
who I once was?
I wonder under the autumn sky,
though I see,
as they fall,
that time,
is passing me by.

I'm not afraid,
not this time.

I turn around,
and as I thought,
it is dead.

I did not commit murder.
It happened just like that.

Life went around,
behind my back,
grabbed the fallen one,
and stabbed my lonely heart.

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Right There

Life, what an interesting life I've got...
 A whole universe inside my head. 
I smile, 
I laugh, 
I cry, 
and yes, 
sometimes,
all at the same time. 
What persistent mind I've got,
when I desire something,
the whole universe revolves around it,
for a few seconds... 
What an interesting smile I've got... 
What would someone find behind that smile, 
behind that tear,
behind that laugh,
underneath this drive that takes me to paradise?
There in that universe, 
right there, 
behind my eyes?

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Trich

And only then I remember,
I shouldn't but the damage is already done,
and the guilt is growing bigger and bigger,
as I see it fall,
light and thin,
 to touch the ground... 
Nothing i can do,
but to cry my self to sleep,
terrified by this urge,
I want to cover my head,
so I wont tear.

I would beg my self not to do it again,
my arms like hell,
will force me to.
I would love to be the soil under my feet,
so bright green grass could grow from me,
and no arms from mine would pull it out.