Posts Tagged ‘up’

Wake up on the cold beach sand….

Like the  sunrise open your eyes….

Your body- nothing just material  pack of your soul….

Your mind was sleeping for a long time…

Your soul  was drugged and drunk for ages…

And right there on the shore…

And right there where the breeze just make you  take a breath of the real live…

And right there where the sun embrace you with pure love…

You wake up…

All alone …. Just you , your mind and soul…

Some how you stand up…

Staring at the horizon with your thirsty for truth eyes….

You see infinity of future… ahead …

Just that blue  of the sea kissing that blue of the sky…

At some point, during you listen to the wind that plays cheeky  with your skin…

At some point, during you are trying to see behind the horizon of that view…

At some point you wake up …

You open your eyes for the truth in this world and get blind for all those people that just use as kerchief for their needs ….

You open your soul for the true meaning of the words love, care and desire and get death for all those that are just flashy  pulling the strings  of your so lonely heart….

You get  the sound of your true happiness  in your ears and get deaf for all those lies that are just trying to make you forgot the beat of your heart….

It is there.. You could hear it, you could see it you could even taste it with the tip of your lips… Your true meaning of existing…

You make few sleepy steps on the dry cold sand under your feet… It is getting wet … With each step you feel how your soul get closer to that horizon of happiness…

Until you realize that you are wake up and walking … Your legs are already in the sea…

It is insane … It is one time in your life being yourself ! And you are keep going ahead  more and more ,,, Into the endless and deep sea of your life… You go straight direction … Without a fear… Without a doubt … Just with your true you.. You just woke up…

Stuck on the window of my future…

Staring at that nowhere- just trying to be as far as could it be away of my grey view… from where actually I stay…

Ahead is away… Down is deep… Up is unreachable…

I’m holding in my dead hands all those pictures, all those memories that I placed into the frames of my mind…Frames- painted with all those  so priceless for me colours of emotions…

Funny… Keep all those faces… Carefully gathered through all of my existing , put in those frames of my heart, placed on the dusty shelves of my otherwise so pure life…

Since all those faces  are somehow not next to me… Why I keep them so close next to me??? If I really meant something for them  why they are just photos of fake smiling illusion that  keeps in prison the frames of my heart??? Why should I lose that so tiny space of my shelf to keep all that ???? Why should I keep my ashtray full of stinky dead cigarette ash??? Isn’t it the right moment  just to throw them all through the window of my future? And just to let one last tear through my anyway empty eyes , during I’m watching how all of those  phony smiles are falling  down into the deep… Disappearing ….

I know  that the sound of breaking all those frames will hurt and will make me feel  deaf for the real smiles and moments from now on… I realize that  the glass of those frames will stab my already half-dead heart… and even the few drops of blood that are still there, are going to drown me in cold anger and heartless existing until the end of my path.

It will be hard as cold rock that will smash my mind every single moment when i try to look through the window of my future… It will be bitter-sweet drama of such a comedy called destiny.

But I should do it… I have no choice… 

I should  do it – this is the only way I could get more space on my shelf for the new and true ones…

I should do it! I should throw away all of those golden but otherwise rotten apples, out of my heaven garden so I could keep that place not so shiny but at least real and true…

I close my eyes… Last tear scar my sad face… 

Spread my palms…