Altought I knew it might be the last of me, I walked over the burning ashes, I stepped over fire because I wanted to believe... the dancer danced and the fool continued to mock me and yet I believe I wear a golden armor...
But I'm so afraid... the others...stayed behind and watch me as naked...feeling the pain and yet walking... Tresours of Gold and Diamonds are offered in exchange of my betrayal and yet... I stand tall... in front of me the arms reach with a smile... a pure and sweet smile?!
I know my actions... each one is 200% responsible for the acts and words...but everyone says that they never mean a thing...and I'm the only one to act this way... am I?! Am I after all alone in this quest....?! Will I be stabbed again?! Now is the time to prove it...and yet when i reach the other side will there be a second pass on the fire?
I'm so afraid to ride trough the valley....is this path the one path...or am I just riding into my death?! I hear women crying, children dying and still I want to believe that I can reach Babylon and surrender to my queen...so shall it be...I shall open my arms and chest and continue to be vulnerable to the arrows...ready to be stabbed a last time....
Would you?! Would you truly be what I saw?! Would you truly be untouchable as I am?! Would you lay down with me and pour me down to water until I heat?! Would you fight the basic feelings or be just like the others?! Am I truly alone?! Am I fighting alone for a kingdom of Babylon or a kingdom of Avalon?! Would you say no to the gold and tender in times of poverty and cold as I say? Are the
I want to see...but the ghosts keep laughing of my faith because they know something.... Can I truly touch an untouchable or a shareable touch?!
I am hurt...and I know me...I know I will dissapear in the fog, if I louse faith...and somehow... I continue different...
Help me parents because I have sin...I laid down my defences and weapons, and yet I want to believe.... help me believe because my ears and mind keep playing tricks on me... my ghosts hunt me again and again with every basic reaction of my dream...
I believe...I still believe...I will believe with every bit of me...and I shall pass the valley..Because you are there saying "come...come..."and I felt the arms...they were true....you are true...you passed the fire....
1 comment:
Don't hear the darkness my love...
Everyone has is one ghosts and fears, and although sometimes it seems impossible to cross over the road of dark and misery...
there's always a light to guide and protect you, you only need to believe, to love, to see in the mirror of each one - the eyes... - what they feel for you and only you...
I'm here in every passage you need to make, i'm here to get you out everytime you enter in the darkness, i'm here to show you how beautifull life can be...
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