Idle anthem.

Some things are better left unsaid, in the pit of your stomach, festering heartache of what could have been. Some things are better left alone, in dark corners of houses that used to be your haven. Love, your heart is a gruesome desire of “can’t be” and “what should have been”. Your soul is tainted…

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Still forest.

There is a me inside, that I keep at a distance; intangible, unattainable, almost mystical Shadows of a light; precautious and fearful in the waves of the winds Breathe me in and breathe me out, I will bend and twitch, curve and bow You can’t tumble down my white walls of lies and hidden locks;…

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Collapse into me

Dive into the big blue ocean, Fearless Crash into the devouring waves, Sudden surrender Fall into my arms Collapse into me And drift away with the tide Dive into the big blue ocean, Deep deep inside Pinch the sandy ground and possess it Swim far away where no soul can reach, Where no voice can…

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Just when you thought you had it all figured out…

It all starts with the first ray of light, the moment when you open your eyes and you cling to your sheets. That’s when all of the inspiration of the day hits you; the exact moment when your toes are cold and tingly, while your blood is soothing and warm through your veins. And it…

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Two roads diverged in a wood…

Robert Frost once said: “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth” We walk through life with a certain perspective, ambition to where we would like…

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The light that leads into the dark.

As the air that swifts beneath the sand to lift it up and touch the sky, and the sea collapses embracing the shore, the sun glides into the horizon, hiding its face in masquerade and shame. People wear off and slide under their sheets. Giving in, surrendering to the comfort and the warmth of their…

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On a rollercoaster.

We would all like to believe that we are in control of our emotions, that we could -willingly- feel an emotion or simply delete it. Since emotions are a pure product of the mind, this means that controlling them is not an absolute impossibility. We would all like to think so. On the other hand,…

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