No faking just being real.
Today was a good day ,
Went to the movies with him and talked about raunchy stuff
Like always.
A new year for me , A new me
It might be a little hard to say
But I have to admit , I finally found joy
And it’s him.
He’s my everything my rock , my diamond , my gold.
I never believed in true and sincere love , he changed that for me.
He makes everyday worth living,
I love him in a way that can’t be explained.
Thank you bay <3….
I feel so alone,
It’s like everything around me just disappeared.
All I’ve got is you …But you seem to be at a distance I can not reach.
I guess the saying is true,
You come alone on this Earth, You leave it all alone also.
All I know is that I’m enjoying this feeling.
Who would’ve tought that the person I was looking for was always there,
Right by my side.
I just started doing something pretty original (I guess..) : Basically , I play any classical song and during the whole time I write down whatever goes trough my mind without stopping or thinking.I call it inspirational writing , I believe that classical music is the most beautiful thing in the world.It captures all the subtleties of life and demonstrates it in diverse ways.
So here’s my first attempt with : Moonlight Sonata by Ludwig van Beethoven
A wave a darkness surrounded the deepness of my soul , as I was trapped in this puzzle of pain and lost thoughts I tried to gasp for air as I plunged into eternity where the lost souls ventured with no knowledge no beliefs no restraints. I couldn’t see a peek in front of my bloody eyes, weakened by the light that wasn’t there, I was a bird, a lonely bird trapped in this cage we called life. It was a sordid place where no one but the spirits ,the hollow spirits of criminal minds ventured , but I strong as a white bull fighting its enemies I decided to penetrate in this hell hole , never to be found again. I sunk into this deepness, this madness. I lathered, covered my body with this sensational feeling as I was falling, deeply falling in nothingness, only to come face to face with myself. Again trapped, in this body, this wreck. An oily cadaver, meant to be dead.
P.S : I didn’t correct anything , so don’t mind if the sentences are written in incorrect forms.
I have to give a round of applause to “writing” for always being there when I needed it.
To all the people who feel the need to express something ( usually rage , sadness..c’mon who writes about happiness these days) please result to writing it somewhere. It feels delightful and when you start , you can’t stop.
They consider it “HIPSTER” music , but I consider it magical/feel-good music.
I would say it gives me the same effect that listening to Mozart , Vivaldi or even Tchaikovsky would give me.
A feeling of intense depth and power.
I love being brought into this space in my mind where I just think about everything , it’s like a narcissistic moment for me.
Thank You Bon Iver.
