The Power Of One

I would have had the strenght to show to the whole world how strong is The Power Of One.
I fought a million wars, getting up despite the mortal wounds that knocked down my bleeding body;
I destroyed many surrounding walls that tried to stop my march.
I sinked every single enemy that tried to stop my fly.
But
Now I feel like a stranger in a stranger land,
I'm justa a man.
A man who lost his faith,
a man who lost his world,
a man who maybe lost himself.
Blinded by the things I used to do,
Blinded by the the man I used to be.
I've lost the man that I born to be.
I would have had the strenght to show to the whole world how strong is The Power Of One.
...but did I use that Strenght to get the aim that I really need to reach?
at 08/05/05 8:18 PM | 0 comments

The last words of an endless speech

The last words of an endless speech
that spreads upon lives of man.
Dreams, hopes
They're gone.
They're gone, 
Smashed by the cold freezing world
of man.
I think i've lost my brave, my strenght, my bright flame that brighted so many dark nights...so many black days.
The flame is now a cold memory of a past that now it's died.
I don't know if I'll light up the candle again...now I feel like i'm painting my life on a blackened sheet.
The strenght that led me 'till here is gone, the brave, the will of flying away is now falling on the hard ground of reality.
I would have had the strenght to show to the whole world how strong is The Power Of One.

Burning Wish

I'm tired.
I don't know how i can stand this emptiness that fills my world; many things i don't need are filling my whole existence, and the one that will bring me peace and happiness sinks through the grey fog of the days i'm living.
Loneliness emptiness quiet anger are the main mates i'm acting with, characters of a theatre I don't need.
The way I can be myself is too far, too true, too alive.
A living wish i cant' reach, a living wish i can't touch.
Too far from life.
Too near to death.

Another day of false happiness

Life goes on, time can't stop his flow.
Despite all wars, despite all tears, despite every smile,
Life goes on and on.
The fear is now, the sorrow grows,
'till it'll be only waste thought.
Then the end of all.
The end.
Nothing more
Nothing less.

Night

Night falls down
another day is ending.
Many things done.
Nothing I would have done.
It seems like a nightmare
a child has when he turns off the light.
Darkness.
Then a new day borns
another day of false light that brings only darkness,
it's just the way it has to be.
Nothing broke this circle.
Nothing will.
at 23/02/05 11:06 PM | 0 comments