Someday

Someday I'll reach the stars , I'll sleep on the moon
someday I'll be brave , I'll break the rules

someday I'll shine , I'll get over my fears
someday I don't know when , It may come in few years .

I see

beauty in the beast and no one to see
graves on the green desperate bleeding scenes
loud words from sewed up lips
strong legs taking shakened steps
innocent souls burning in hell
evil eyes running from guilt
mystic smiles on child like faces
wishing utopia to have here bases

I want to be me

A bitterness you feel in the morning

wishing if you can't wake up

there must be a reason for it

it does not go away no matter what

I shouldn't be here but where else to be

I want to be real , I want to be me

A key to hope

Sitting in a room all by her self in a rocking chair ,surrounded by lavender scented candles and sandal essences. disguised as a butterfly in a purple dress and a mystic glow on her face. In her ocean of thoughts she went too deep where The guards on her memory's gate unleashed a beast , the locks were rust and the beast had keys . with an invisible ink she wrote disappear . On the island of mist where time stands still, she chased dreams . collected lotus flowers grown on mud and orchids floating on leaves. Back to the shore of possibilities , she built a ship, over the clouds it sailed till it reached the hills . back in her room , a silver key she found in her hand that opened pandora's box .

The shaw shank redemption

hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.

a better reality

Imagine how the world would be if I believed in me
Imagine how the world would be if I became what I'm supposed to be
Imagine how the world would be if I found where I belong
Imagine how the world would be if I could see what is beyond
Imagine how the world would be if the 2 words" so what" haunted me .

Glass sculptures

Glass sculptures shattering all around by cold hatchets , turning it into haze.
In a world so cruel, there is no place for them , wether they are broken or turned into tin.
cold steel robots moving in firm clues , passing by the sculptures , exclaiming you are so smooth.
Escapist they are with no escapism to reach, they don't know where they are, feeling so unreal.
screaming easy on me , don't you scratch , please I will be smashed.
Transparent ,getting darker but also becoming smarter, glass is to shine and glow not to be smeared with glue.
Shattered glass is sharp can cause you harm, like crystals they shine but you don't know what is behind.
They live in their world only breathing your air, if you awaken them, it's your responsibility to be fair.
Glossy, glaring,glazing they are but deep down you will never know what they are .

shattered into two

Somewhere between reality and dreams, stuck in the middle.
looking for the ultimate question, seeking the absolute answer,chasing an unknown desire,asking for the impossible request,haunted by a forbidden wish .
Dead in reality, killed by my sin, sent to heaven in my dreams, brought back to life against my will . In a face to face war with enemies I picked , a white flag marked my heart, Is it my end ??I have a life time to decide ...