I wish!

I wish I could vote
I wish I could stand where all those brave women stood before me and hold my ground
I wish we could rise above their manufactured fear and ulterior goals
I wish we could come together and open our heads, hearts and our souls
I wish we would vote not just for ourselves but for our family, our friends, our children, for the land
(I wish I could) Vote for a better future, one that is better for all!

#Unite

There's fear in the air
Fake news everywhere
We are drowning in hate
And there's that TRUMPing voice:
"Close your eyes!
Don't speak to strangers
Avoid all contact
Trust no one
Walk away!"

This isn't right!
FUCK THAT VOICE!!!

Open your eyes!
See me standing opposite you, standing WITH you
Ask me my name and tell me yours
Take my hand and let's walk together!

Let's walk together dispelling the hate, the pain, the injustice
We can do it together...if we unite

Dark monster

Time of day? I do not know.
How long have I slept? Or did I at all?
I need to get up but my chest feels weighted, empty, about to erupt
Waking means panicking; reaching a climax unable to breathe, unable to stop!
If it is a good day, I get out of bed
I eat nothing and neither do I bathe.
Instead I pretend,
I pretend I exist,
I act like I function,
I move and I stir.
My thoughts are a blur, can't distinguish what's true
above all they torture me, my Furies at play!
I hide the truth, the pain that is beneath
retreat into loneliness that seems befit.
I crawl back into bed, give in to the dark
hoping if I close my eyes, all will depart.

And then I open my eyes...
Time of day? I do not know...

Μαζί

Δε πρέπει να τελειώσετε έτσι
μέσα στο απέραντο Εγώ.
Πολλά τα αισθήματα, οι τύψεις και οι αναμνήσεις.
Μα πρέπει να ξαναβρεθείτε για να θυμηθείτε,
και για να ανακαλύψετε εκ νέου το Εσείς.

Start

That art of my life that I had once conceived
and then performed all too differently.

That past feels now unknown to me
gone, estranged, almost forgotten.

Now living the latter part through another role,
yet using the same craft.

21-04-2011

She remembers that night that she couldn't sleep even though he was by her side, holding her and all seemed right. It was what she thought she needed to feel peaceful once more. And yet she couldn't sleep. She couldn't rest and didn't want to admit what it was that, that was wrong. Love was still there but now it stemmed from something sick; perhaps it was thus all along.

Ungrateful

No more patience
Tired of your essence
Get out of my life!
Do not speak, breathe or cry! Don't tell me you'll try!
I hoped, I gave, I waited
Nothing was done. All came undone!
Simply leave, straight out of the door
Do not look back or face my hatred for sure