Now that I've
cleaned up my mind
I'm looking for people
of my kind.
Yet knowing
they're rare to find.
I'm walking ahead
along the winding road
on my head
playing games
of seek and hide
with or without
someone beside,
and damn me
if I care or mind.
Too much
but less than everything...
The only way
to get to know someone
to feel tenderness near
is to have discussions
between two skins
and have no fear...
Dreams are for those
who believe in fairytales
Real dreams are
gateways to oblivion
with no thoughts of return...
Silence is calling,
whispering with tempting words
corners move nearer
fading
all too soon...
In the darkest corner of empty room,
hiding and wondering
whether
I wasn't enough
or
far too much...
This is not a dream
but a captured moment
of You in me
so deeply deep...
Midnight walls
draining thoughts
Alone in my head
chasing after
yesterdays's goals
this time
to do them for good
What ever happens
I'm not
even sad...
Whenever I hear Your voice
I want to turn around
But I have to keep on flying
faster than ever
like a shooting star
never to stop
And yet,
more than ever
I want to hear Your voice
calling me back
to where I belong
And one day
I'll be there
in Your very backyard
like softened stone
waiting for You
to peel me all off...
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