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There Are No Tears.

There are no tears,
Cause I held them back,
There is no fear,
Cause all my fears came true

I believe there’s hope
I have to believe there’s hope
Cause losing faith in the future and 
What can be when the bird spreads its wings

What can I do if she doesn’t have any faith in me?
What can I do, if everything feels like it doesn’t matter?
I’m trying but it might be not enough
I have being called a traitor

The person I love called me a traitor and I am not
I am not, that thing that I fear.
I don’t wanna die alone
I don’t wanna die like this, cause she doesn’t believe in me.

She set a sentence,
Cause in a dream she saw how I will be just a shell of myself.
But now I’m just a shell of myself.
Just a little part of happiness filters throu the curtains of my disdain and all goes away.

There’s no beam of happiness,
There’s no sunshine of love,
There’s no love for me,
She doesn’t love me anymore.

She who I love doesn’t trust me anymore
And I in a corner I lie alone
This corner of my own creation is not just imagination.
Here I lie and I just desire the best for you, the best for all the good people I’ve met and 
who’s lives I’ve made a miserable mess, I deliver my apologies to all those who believe I 
hate them or I have being a bad person to.

~Anna

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A Girl and a Boy

girl: “I have a soft slow rhythm
cause in my being as it seems, there’s only blues and jazz,
I can’t find a good beat in myself to speed up the rhythm of my pace”

boy: “It makes sense,
but I’m an upbeat boy”

girl: “I don’t,
I’m just a blue girl
going by in life
skipping, skimming and rolling around.”

boy: "That's how you were made and that's how you are."
 
girl: "conceded just maybe, although I think nobody should be blue to the soul or bright
as the stars, just in the middle is fine".

boy: "That's why I like you, I guess"

girl: "maybe"

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The Sweetness

There’s some honey, so you can take they said
There’s some sugar, you might enjoy they say
But then you might not enjoy it by the end.

Within the sweetness of the word,
 There’s the sweetness of the soul
But the bittersweet taste in this mouth isn’t a foul
Cause this taste they said I might enjoy then, I certainly don’t do now.

There’s the sweetness that rests upon this body,
The sweetness streaming by the currents,
Swirling and twisting in miraculous ways,
Just cascading into another future

But then while forming now the present to the future.
This transformation brings great changes with it,
And now changing the way the dandelion dances with the wind
Creates a mess, a honed mess
But now the dandelion is dying.

Who would take care of the dandelion?
The now sweet dandelion,
That has discovered that ain't it all be sweetness,
Now the dandelion dances with the wind, evades that much sweetness and delights in the sun.

Anna~

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And Now

So now
At the beginning there was the strong, the chivalrous,
the greatness
that was the feeling,
 that was the beginning, 
then the downfall came.
In between superstitions and blows each wall crumbled down,
each step faltered,
each inhale cost more work and the war felt like lost.

every single change,
every single blow,
is remembered.
noted, analyzed and checked upon.
But at the end there were no new walls
and the fickleness of my steps
the fickleness of my own
stays and lingers longer than what it should.

So now the question comes with each step
and the trustworthiness all entities see 
but whom it belongs doesn't see it
doesn't believe in it
and would run away if the window of possibility arisen

At the end.
Running isn't enough.
Battling isn't enough.
Working and fighting isn't enough.
So what's needed now?
What else is there to do.

The end can’t be a downfall.
The end has to be a success.
At the end success is achieved then should rest fall upon and can sleep a while.
Can rest the matter
and can rest the mind.
Just at the end

Dec. 20 2010  	02.11 am
Anna~

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Hate

I hate myself

I want to be stronger but I can't

I'm broken and broken I stay

just swirling in this sea of uncertainty

I'm in this whirlpool of emotion actions and I feel drained

all the essence of me is gone..

I can't find it...

I can't find the fighter within me

I just can't

I believe that I , I cross the seven seas looking for it I might find it along the way...

but right now 

I got no idea where the essence is left

I just don't want to be

I don't want anything

my essence must lay crumpled somewhere along the way that took me to this place...

maybe if I check my steps I'll see where it lays

but I don't have the force to rewind it and understand what happened or what is going on...

I just don't want to be anything

If just existence decided to leave me alone I might get some peace.

But peace is something I won't find or so it seems.

So defeated I feel, there's no force behind my actions...

I can't find it in me anymore 

I despise myself cause I'm wasting oxygen people surely will need in the future.

so I express my apologies darling unknown strangers

I'm sorry

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Detaching

And then as time pass
I just sit and stare, sit and stare 
Ruthlessly shoved out of the way like an object
And used whenever they please 
Whenever they decide its time for the little doll to play.

But no more of the little doll
No more shoving and no more forcing
As the light clears out the shadows
I will clear what I feel and keep going.

I won’t abandon hope cause is the last thing to die 
I will stop mourning over the cloths that block the sun from my path
 Those cloths will burn with the fire of my ire 
And my path will be cleared.

No more shoving away, no more using the little doll
 No more little doll, not even their Muppet 
Cause as god gave me free will I shall use it 
I’ll clear my path and they might not see trace off me again

I’ll escape from this dungeon 
I shall be free from this tempest
I shall be free from these chains that are attached right into my nerves
I shall not lose the nerve and not look back.

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Just Outside

And there, there, infront of me a garden,
There, there is a wall needed to be painted,
There, there, back and forth, back and forth
A single drop falls from this soul

And there is great green grass
Green grass in great expanse
 With a far, far away wall,
Waiting to be painted 

To my left there is some clean soil,
The soil guards a secret
A secret to be discovered,
 Not so far away from the now but just going to the then. 

Back and forth here this body lays
And another drop falls from this soul,
And just like that the far, far away wall is painted
Colors everywhere just in a blur, then with some form.

There it goes on the far, far away wall,
There you can see sunshine, dandelions, lilacs and a forest
There, there, now can be seen, but then it changes
There’s a flash of hope and there is a rainbow.

There, there always changin’,
Never the same
And this soul is afraid
Of what there is to see
And what is to come by.


Anna~

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Asking

All the things you should know
All the swings you’ve taken on me
But haven’t noticed at all
And there goes the things you won’t know

Can’t you see all I got to tell you?
Can’t you tell just by the sound of my steps?
And as it seems you won’t notice at all
And I won’t tell you, not now, not tomorrow

Till you notice what have you done
How does that stomping on my dreams
Dragging all I know down
What I thought was concrete now is just flour on the floor.

So by now all I got to tell you
Is, ask me please
Just the right time, the right words and everything fine.
And it seems that here I’ll be for eons

With all this around me
And you don’t seem to care
You don’t care at all
With my broken past, and you can’t see it 

And there it goes my hope
Within this forest I don’t see a way out
And guarding what’s left it’s all I have.

And still you don’t care.

~Anna

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Numb

What is this numbness of my heart?
This ache that never leaves
And the welcome numb of the forgiven
Pushing by the cliff any though
But finally the though reaches me
My world is swirling in a whirlpool of emotions and thoughts
Swirling like the ecstasy winds above the grass
Everything changing and I clustered
Clustered in a fish bowl with even a plastic castle
Even the rhythm of life or the spark I used to have seem gone
Right now the rhythm is soft not funky anymore
No more shiny fairies in my way
And for a while I miss them but the numbness absorbs me 
And then I am falling by the same cliff where I pushed my thoughts
And the fears and terror that washes trough my body gives the welcome to the numbness.


~Anna

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The Fall

Don’t wanna fall
Don’t wanna feel this way anymore 
And don’t wanna see any disaster ´cause it eats my insides.
Everything is climbing by the walls, I built a while ago
And I am not safe, not anymore
Everything is crumbling and nothing is like it should be
I need a sparkle of hope in my way
A little candle held in the numb night of my heart
So I can get to see hope between this entire storm.

So from the storm's eye where everything is calm,
I can get to find a little hope,
within this devastation and misery,
I don't know if I should stay or should I go.

If I stay in this storm awaiting for a calm that might never come,
awaiting for the rain in the middle of the fire,
where I keep on fighting and there don't seem an end this winds.
the walls have crumbled away, now how can I cover myself?

If I go, well, what else is there other than this endless fight?
what am I gonna find at the end of that tunnel?
should I finish with this fight now?
without the knowledge of where does everything goes.

Should I fall within the petals of the pavot,
or should I keep on fighting for what I believe,
although I'm tiered,
although I don't know what I want anymore.



~Anna