I have noticed that nowadays young people easily gives up for dark/anger. People are self- distrust and forgets what an amazing things they can do. Sometimes, I think why I’m doing what I’m doing? What’s the point? Everything is too … Continue reading Are you already giving up?
I wish I could be a vampire. Die and then rise from the dead. You can take free days as many as you wonder and then back to life like nothing happened. You can run away from your troubles, mistakes … Continue reading Bad mood?
Just wanted to write about this characteristic which a lot of people loses when they become adults, or whenever somebody hurts them or any other situations. Things happens and we lose kindness, we lose comprehension, we become more egoistic and … Continue reading Kindness
Listen to the wind—it once roared louder.Listen to the grass—it once grew taller.Everything is gone now,even the smallest things.Nothing remains,not even the greatest.Where did everyone go?Who destroyed it all?Yes, this is OUR fault.We failed to see the value. Continue reading Destroyed
I see you in the park—on the road, at the crossroads, near the bench.I see you on the stairway,at home, on the sofa, near the computer.But I can’t see you outside—not in the graveyard, sitting by the tree.I can’t find … Continue reading Stalking
When you finally have nothing, you understand that you actually have everything. You have to lose it in order to find it. I really love our time—the present,where the word love feels unreal.I love that there is no suffering,though with … Continue reading Everything
I will wake up,But I don’t want to.My real world is a dream.Peace, love and hope are there.I feel empty in reality.I don’t want this!I am at peace in my dream.This is what I wish for!War is in reality.Dream is … Continue reading Dream vs War
Two humanson different sides of the shore.A black van is riding – it’s amazing.Hiding behind the dark windows,Human deep feelings remain hidden.Bridges unite city walls,Bridges run through our veins.The road, though seeming lonely,Always leads to divide you.It allows you to … Continue reading Bridges
Why do we make war beautiful?Why has it become so important?Haven’t you had enough of personal wars—the ones we fight together, too?A sword tears my heart from within,its sharp edge craving blood.Touch it, and cry —because of Lady Death.When I … Continue reading War
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