Our StoriesWhat happened then in past?They tell us, they depict,But they do not know the truth, alas.No one all moments from the archive picked.Every person dead or alive has a story to tell:Some of us left a few words, that time erased,Some left monuments that we know well.Since we’ve opened our eyes we’ve challenges faced.I also like most will be forgotten,But I left my writings behind,After many years they will seem old and rotten,They will be found when memories are in rewind.
Comparing UsYou are surrounded by friends,Your joy in this world never ends.A moment of happiness for me is rare,The pain of love I have to bear.You drown in endless fame,But sometimes i feel that we are the same.I reached the top, but you are even higher,Though inside us burns an unknown fire!I am a lonely traveler without ambitions,I am out of all competitions.You succeed, I fail,My ship has sunk, you still sail!
An Error In My DestinySometimes I feel that I was wrong,That I have lived in a lie for so long,Maybe we won’t even get along,Maybe in my life you have sung your song.I do not know if we are meant to be,It could be another error in my destiny!You still though live in my heart,You are my muse; you are the spirit of my art!When you were for me no one,I thought, for sure, that I am done.Suddenly you stroke me with your gaze,I was blinded by the beauty of your face.No human knows, if I have made a mistake,I put everything I have at stake.Even if I will drown in a bottomless lake,No one can now you from me take!
She Saved MeThey throw away me, like I’m trash,About my feelings they do not care.Although my post-soviet World crashed,She got me out from this despair.Yes, this feeling hurts as well,This is love, it is still better!She saved me from this endless hell,To her I should write a letter.My heart was full of pride,But she helped me see the other side,A place that is abandoned by all,A place that is about to fall.
Anniversary of Unanswered LoveWhen a mind realizes, what the heart knows,All your past away it blows!Last year, the same night,I first saw love’s endless might!In this darkness she lit the torches,Each of them my sadness scorches!This feeling once I used to hate,But now I have a different fate.I got out of this abandoned place,When I was struck by her grace.I am alone, but I have my way,And now I see a brighter day!
Mind in SpaceI once found my mind in space,I heard the sounds of a star,No one can endure its grace,No one can go this far.I tried and now I pay the price,But luck was never my best friend,I do not want to roll the dice,Because I know the saddest end.I am tricked by a thing called fate,No matter how I try to fight,You I love, but sometimes hate,Because of you I lost my might!
You are Beautifuli.You are precious don't let them tell you you're not.I love you andI don't want you to hurt so much.Your tears fall too much.You are not a waste of spaceand your thoughts do meana lot to them.ii.You are not fat,you are not disgusting,just look in the mirror.Those ribs do poke outand just because thenumber rose doesn'tmean you're fat.If anything,you're scarily skinny.iii.Please stop crying,I can't stand your pain.I want to hold your hand stillbut I have no controlover you when you're like this.I don't like the sight of yourblood.It scares me.Please stop.iv.No, no one wants you to die.I don't want you to dieand if you die, I do too.Literally.I hate it when you think like thisand I'm scared becauseI know I'm one of the only thingskeeping you breathing.I'm the one that stops you from jumping.I'm the one that stops you cutting too deep.I'm the one that hides the belt away.I'm the one that's saving you,with a little help from others.v.Liar.
Notes for Lilith -Top Words-God is not a Manor a Woman;God is our namefor the best qualities of both,wanting to believethat at least the intentions were good.Love is not dead, my daughter,not yet or ever, and anyone who says sois a coward, or a foolish cynic.Love is what makes us like the angels,Daughter of Men, Daughter of Women,and even the angels linked together atomsto express their Lovethe way we do.Never let anyone convince you that Love is wrong,but do not make it an excuseto be careless.Daughter, you were named for the seldom-mentioned First-Woman,who, wanting an Equal, not a ruler,left the Perfect Gardenin search of Love.The story went on without her,but I think she found what she was looking for,that Someone who was the other half-soulthat God had sundered.Daughter, never settle for a 'maybe',for an easy, pleasing, but slightly discordant song.Too many people do, living with okay-nessbecause they are afraidto wait for really-beautiful-ness.
godto say I don't believe in youwould be too small a claim.I abhor you,despise your sick mouthtwisted in vile satisfaction,your heavy palm raised to slaughtermillions, your raspish voicecommanding to pillage, plunder,rape and kill.you are a jealous god indeed,a monster feeding off the slimeof the world you created;you've a hard-on for sufferingand you'll get your fix.tell me, demon, cancer,sore, anathema:how many people must be massacredin your name before you find it wiseto lift a finger?