Diary · Poems

Sinking

i_feel_like_i__m_sinking____by_elenakalis-d54k16uAlternating good days and bad days you follow.

You never know what it will be.

You want to believe that everything changes,

For the best

of course!

And he clings to it.

You sink down one more time, there are days it seems like you can not take it.

You’re just crying and crying.

Suffocating

You ask God to help you.

And imagine that your dead mother is there to help you.

With you on your lap doing some fun.

“Everything will be fine. You are strong. You’ve been through this before. ”

Everything will be fine.

You sob once more.

And sleep.

 

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Poems · Stories

Trap (fairy tale upside down)

Sem títuloThe other time she said it would be the last.
He locked himself in his sand castle.
He could not remember how to walk on the street of homesickness and on the sidewalks of loneliness.
But she saw him crying and tried to approach.
Keep your feet on the ground while your head is in the clouds,
That’s what they said…
But it was too late.
It was a trap and she does not know how to get back
Her sand castle collapsed and she was unprotected.
If it’s not real, you can not play with like hands
Can not feel with the heart
But if you believe and even in the dark you can see
Maybe you can come back!

Poems · Writing about life

Experiences (And if…)

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And if I had not been born

How would my parents have lived?

If their death had not I cried

If André had fallen in love with me

And at 18 she had married

What children would I have had?

If I lived I would have chosen another state.

If another course had taken

How would you be a doctor or a veterinarian?

If I did not lose that bus

Because I arrived late

If I had ever entered that room

If I had not known you

Or made friends dear

Had I been happy?

If a heart had not been broken

In one thousand, one for each side.

How I would have become strong

And how the past learned?

If …

For each if presented

There are several paths to be followed and a modified self

I’m made of experiences.

 

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Feelings

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Time is too short.

When did love become a mistake?

It takes courage to assume that you love.

But what is the use of secret love?

People get lonely.

But pride is greater than reaching out.

 I saw him cry softly,

While sleeping clinging to the pillow.

Someone hurt your heart.

And because he was mistreated, he preferred solitude,

He did not know true love, only illusion.

I could help you

If only he were sincere

And tell me a secret.

What are you afraid of?

In yours place I’ve been.

But it is not worth living in this slide.

The best lesson for life is to be as happy as possible.

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Thinking

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Deep down we just need someone to hear us,

What give laughter of our daydreams.

That sits on the porch and watch the sunset

While we finished a cup of tea.

We just need someone to talk to.

About all, about nothing.

Without criticizing us

But, help usunderstandour role in life.

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TU

imagesI look at you and I can not contain myself

The mind flies as I watch your gestures
My whole body shivers.
Thinking of how I would do
You get lost
In my hands and lips
And I would get lost together
To hear their groans of pleasure.
If you could hear my thoughts now
I’d think I’m an indecent poor.
I can not avoid
Wish you
Your innocent air fills me
It will be perfect to make you squirm
And explode together
connected!