Routine.

We sing the same old songs just like we always did..

Dedicated

I love you. You are my only one.

Ironic.

Strange how words escape.
How much value is placed on each one.
The effect it can have.
To make one person happy and another sad.

Words can be structured in many ways.
To make you smile and laugh.
Or even make you cringe and feel scared.

Words can be twisted to say what you didn't mean.
One rule for boys and another for girls.

So what words will you use today?

Lost.

How I've failed and can't move on.
I dream that I could change
and make things the way i want.
If only I was normal.
If I lived the way you do
I feel that i'd succeed.
Why can't you tell me what to do?
You seem to have the answers.
You seem to have found perfection.
Why can't you see what i've become?
Why can't you tell me what to do?
But now I feel so angry.
How I've lost myself.
How I've drowned in all that i despise

Everywhere is my home.

First drink. You are still one my mind.
Your voice echoes in my head.
Second drink. Anywhere I look I see your face.
Those beautiful eyes that I’ve always loved to stare.
Third drink. Still nothing.
It seems like that I can’t forget you.
Forget all those things that we’ve been through.
All these memories. All these photos.
I will not stop drinking.
Until I find the strength to get back home.
Burn my memories and throw the ashes to the sky.
I feel so hopeless. So wick in front of this bottle.
Alcohol runs out. I don’t remember anything.
Forgetting you is difficult. Erasing me is easy.
I can’t hold my tears, but I don’t know why I’m crying.
I am lost in the empty streets.
Tonight everywhere is my home.
Except on place. Your heart.

Burn the book to know the end.

There are too many white pages on my book.
I can’t complete it. I can’t find the words.
Every thought is full of silence.
Every time I think of you my heart screams.
But there are no words on these screams.
My hands are full of ashes.
Ashes from the last page I’ve burned.
Always the same circle.
It seems like I can’t escape.
I write your name, I cut the page and then I burn it.
Maybe I should try a different name.
Those failed attempts show me something.
Spelling your name is my curse.
Burning my book will be my absolution.

Nothing will change

Choose one word. One word that will suit you.
Write it down to a paper and stick it to your back
Get out of your home.
Everyone is looking at you.
Why? Because of this paper.
Choose carefully what you’ll write
Do you feel shame, do you feel proud? It doesn’t matter.
Everyone will judge you by the word you have chosen.
It doesn’t matter if they know you or they don’t.
Judgements are judgements.
Keep walking with your head up.
Everyone is laughing at you.
Till the end of the day you will have thrown the paper away
Because that’s our world.
Nothing seems to change all those years.