Wonderland

For me,
No need to talk about anything
Just walk, and walk, and walk,
Somehow i will see the light in the end of this dark tunnel

For me,
No need to speak about anything
Just run, and run, and run
Through the bushes of roses
So many cuts
But somehow i will see the river in the end of this forest

I will go with a small boat
Through the water
With bags of candies and chocolates
Without any map
And i will
Found a place, somewhere i'd like to go all this time
With lots of flowers, green grass
Bird chirping
Trees and the wind whispering

Then i will
Live in a little woody lodge
Make a pancake with butter and maple syrup
Listening to music, collecting vegetables
Make special cup of tea with a spoon of honey
Reading books under the tree

I will be happy
Without listening to every words you say
Or even without knowing you at all

There is nothing left from me.
Not even a piece of explanation.
I will go, far, far, faraway.
Collecting happiness.

Confession

If you're here, so then am i.

Pandora

Sometimes i just have a simple wish,
The one and only wish i do for myself,
Is to
Kill all the demons
That lives in me.

Blue

"To really think about it, i never hear him cry. Even for one drops, even in greatest sadness, he never showed it. But he said to me once that he cry. I still can't hear or see him cry, and i don't like the idea of him crying. Utterly, he cried. He still cry here and there, running uncontrolable, throwing away the teardrops like a blood, or like a waters. He can't shout, so that's when he cries even louder. He showed it to nobody except himself. You know, that kind of silent cry. That kind of run-to-the-forest-and-cry-for-a-while-and-get-back-soon, or like an invisible feelings. Its there, but you can't really see it. But its there. He cried without words. Without any voices. Without any defenses. But no, he does not want the world to know, he definately dont want to look weak. So there it is, i can hear him cry emotionless, sobbing for hours. I dont see tears, but i finally hear him crying. A lots."

Pray

Without you knowing it

Without you knowing that there is actually someone

Praying, everyday, just for you to smiles more, to be happy more, to be surrounded by good people more and more, to get peace and stay healthy more,

Without you knowing it

Without you knowing that you're adored so much

So much

So much it could make you cry.

It could make you cry your heart out loud.

That much, that you don't know

That much, without you knowing it

Your name is always mentioned. In every pray.

In every pray.

In every single days went by.

In every times, every thousand ticking clocks, every ringing alarms and digital reminders.

In every seasons, in every last leaves that falling to the ground, and in every blooming flowers in the garden.

In every distance from stars to stars, from the earth to the sun

In everything, from sky to the soil

That much

Without you knowing it

You are loved, that much.