Friday, August 31, 2012

last summer day

I'm a dreamy soul, with no middle to nothing, I'm either black or white, some days so good, some days horrible, some days I feel and see everything around me like it was crystal clear icy pictures, some days - it's all blurred out, and I'm under water, with my eyes seeing nothing, with all sounds and motions slowed down, all echos. I'm not a fool, but I pretend I'm one sometimes, cause that just makes things easier, no need explaining what's really going, right ? I'll be stupid, I'll pretend, I won't care, take me for a fool, flip me around, flick me like I'm a finished ciggy, I will be fine, you know, stupid smart girl, dreamy soul, broken so many times, but she has always gotten up and kept on moving, some days through water, some days slipping on ice, banging her head real hard, getting up again, no pain no gain, just keep on moving, keep on walking, keep on pretending, keep on living, dreamy soul. You're alone, but don't forget, we all are alone, so stand alone the best you can, dreamy soul. You think your life has sucked, cause everyone close to you has hurt you real hard, but that's okay, because you know things by now, you know so many things so early, and you know what's pain, so next time you will be prepared, actually, you always are prepared, dreamy soul stiff hands cold heart, that's how you go, that's how you live, that's how you survive.

Every time you've attached yourself to someone, you got messed up, walking out of a burning house, smelling like ash, all black, only eyes still shining through, grey eyes with so many stories and memories, like an old storage room, full of dust, secret corridors, sacred scars.

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