"draft"

I see the ties that hold you still
on a common path that does not exist
Long ago it has been lost
I see you now
you assume the pose
of someone that I do not know
I see how you desperately try
to forget my name
forget that path

Make it right

I feel at ease and yet distraught. So many times I tried to speak but words were broken, they disappeared. I was at fault, I know that now. But it's too late, I still can't speak...I do not know where to begin. I've nothing left but an empty smile and a lurking hope that it was all worthwhile. That you will look me in the eyes, forget the bad, the wrong, the fight. Just give me a smile that's full of life...just make me smile...make me alive.

So here we are, once more again

So here we are ...
free of our chains.
All of us now starting anew
watching each other from afar, through the smallest looking glass.
I cried for you, I felt alone
wanted to share all that I owned
but I did not know where to start, what to say nor who I was.
So there I was ...
I took my time
wanted to find me outside the doubts
to be alone but not afraid
to build again, and then regain.
And now that I am back
I need you there, to be my friend
forgive and repair.
So here we are ...
I cry to you
feel relieved, feel understood.
I hope you see that all through this time
I did not forget you, how could I? ... our chains were the same, our chains were tight!
I simply waited for you to find
your own way out to the light,
to be complete, to be yourself
so we could say:
"So here we are, once more again..."

Clear as night

Judge away, you silly fool
you think I care?
You think I'll mourn?

I've seen in you,
the side you hide
the one that fears
the dark of night.

The one that screams
and weeps aloud.
It's sad, it's funny
It's not unfound.

I am not afraid,
not of that night,
and not of your jealousy inside.

Γρήγοροι Αγαπημένοι

Όπως τότε
που όλα έπρεπε να υπάρξουν πρώτα
να μην έρθουν και χαθούν γρήγορα
Έτσι τώρα
περιμένουμε, καρτερούμε
εώς ότου
να μπορούμε να μη σκεφτόμαστε, να μη μιλάμε
να ξεχαστούμε, να χαθούμε
πάντα ως αγαπημένοι

Thing

It was a "nothing"

How do I know it was a "nothing"?

Because that "nothing" first sweeps you off your feet
It makes you believe everything is possible

You feel happy, so then you believe in it
You take courage and fight all those around you
All those who don't understand you, can't understand you, won't understand you
Who can't comprehend the magnitute of this uniqueness that you are living

And it did all feel right, the words and the actions
Until the moment came for me to choose
To choose to transform our "nothing" into "something"
Suddenly I realised I had to confront myself, not him...I couldn't
So I changed and I became "something", "something" else

And then I saw it
The resentment in his eyes
The pain that was to be inflicted upon me

And it hurt me.
It still hurts me because I know now it was not real pain
It was "nothing"

The pain is still here with me, because in all of this
I was the fool thinking that it was "something"
My actions speak for themselves
His words might have been stronger than mine
But I did hear long ago what his actions truly said

But I have made my choice and I am alone
And I do admit that this also hurts me

But I prefer to be alone in the "nothing" that I create, because it is truly mine
It will take time but I will transform it into "something"
And this "something" will be true and pure
It will trully be mine

04-11-09

life & work or work & life

Is your work becoming your life
Is your life becoming hard work?

What happens when you are tired of your work?

Do you (re)turn to your life?

And when you are tired of your life, do you give up

or

do you (re)turn to your work so you can forget about your life?

At night, in the darkness, when you are alone, who do you turn to then?