In silence..
Sssst..
The most meningfull words I speak I say in silence
My dearest memories I know I remember in silence
The strongest emotions I have I show in silence
In silence worlds best conversations are held
It’s the language of the world
- In silence I wrote -
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Mask (in my heart / in my face)
In my heart the problems are now hiding
Just a matter of time and time is fading
Pain and struggles I succeeded to confine
Only allowed to pile giving it permission to forever be mine
Suppressed and undisturbed
Taken for granted and misunderstood
In my face a thoughfull smile for all to see
Just a matter of joy and joy I have plenty
Laughter and happyness I succeeded to embrace
Only to show the joy with a smile on my face
Freely and out in the open
Taken for granted and misunderstood
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Torn
My brother who once had it all,
is torn apart in ways that are just so sad
Part of him is a loose cannon ball,
the other part is the best brother I ever had
Somany nights I wonder and I cry,
what on earth have you become
In the past I used to turn a blind eye,
now I wonder how could I be so dumb
We live in this war,
my eyes shimmer in holding tears
Somany feelings I can't ignore,
Full of brotherly love but also fears
Now we must part for your killin me from within,
It's just not possible to let you stay
You where always my brother thru thick and thin,
But now I just wish you would go away...
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Inspiration..
Inspiration comes and goes.
I write it down or I’ll forget while searching for a pen.
Inspiration comes and goes.
I get is from dreams or experiences.
Inspiration comes and goes.
But tell me, what inspires you.
I’m inspired by beauty, love and lust.
Giving me words and thought I dare to trust.
It’s inspiration that separates me from the rest.
‘Cause when inspiration comes words fall into place.
And things are beginning to make sense.
Sometimes I’m inspired by sorrow.
When I’m waiting in my bed for tomorrow.
And words start to become sentences.
I will start to write just to understand.
And to make me feel better so I can go to bed again.
Sometimes I write because of a pain that runs so deep.
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