Phoenix

My life isn't changing and I will never be gone
My story's never-ending, it goes only on and on and on
The future is so bright, illuminated by the flame
Of passion that is mine
Now I can feel ashamed
I am standing still praying for the end
Fire eats my flesh
This is the pain I cannot stand
And when I died
I will still remain
'Cause if I burned once
I will rise again
I'm cursed with this infirmity
But what else can I do than stand and watch myself burn?
My grief and internal strife are things I cannot say, 'cause
When I speak up it's the beautiful singing they hear
I can only cry and the best cure is my tear
But can I also be healed?
And I died again
But I will still remain
'Cause I had burned once
And I'm alive again
But I wish it's the end

My calm hides a storm.

"Everything is your choice. Wake up."

                                                                C. A.

A thousands of needles
Millons
They were sharpened by the time
And now they stick
Very deep
Very sharp
But soon
When I'm ready
When I foresee what's unforeseen
When I prove the unpredictable
I'll pull them out
And I will stick them somewhere else
I'll have my prey too
Then the remains of my little pincushion
Will finally freeze
Forever

Wonder is not a land. It's a state of mind.

Cry dry to know how it feels
To stay out of your nightmare
Leading your fear to the shelter
Whether you're smiling, so I'd care

Know me, read me like a Bible
With no God in here to create this
Eden or Hell, I'm not mental
But I would be for the last kiss

Lock me inside, lock me inside
So I shall die for release
Drop here your tear, let me drown
Drink me, eat me, I'm your Alice

If you could give a little flame
I'd burn it up to a fire
But if you can't, please keep in dark
That's where is born a desire

Don't want to hurt, keep razor blunt
Or hide somewhere your cyanide
Feed me more with the truth you know
And face it alone in the night

Do you sometimes feel like you have to choose between you and the others? And some quiet voice in your head tells you that you should choose them.  Do something for them. Do everything for them. Even if you would suffer... Maybe not as much as when you cut your leg off with an old and blunt razor, but still.. I kinda sacrificed a part of me.. Actually, a lot of me. Do I feel like a better person? No, not at all. Do I regret? Never.

Connected

Connect me to your wires
Tangling cables all over my body
Plug me into your server
Let me break through the firewall
And open your deepest files
You may disconnect
But I will search you through the web
I wish we were wireless
But there's no wi-fi in the air