Maria Mikaela

Sunday, September 23, 2012

I was that kind of girl-

who thought it's all the same;

I was that kind fo girl- who

knew she was insane.

I treated things as if I knew

That they will never change,

I tried to see past memories

I tried to walk through edge.

But it was there, strange, unseen

As miracle of youth

That borderline of life, of mine,

And I just wasn't loath-

To do, to think, to understand

I just wanted to stop.

And time was floating though my hands

Screaming for me, - "just drop!"

Drop away all that misery,

release the past and save that good

That came into your life so truly

With no hint of dark mood.

Please, dear, be my sweetest dream,

you lonely, lonely heart...

Forget your suffrage, all those thorns

Don't be so torn apart.

Look! Dream! Blink! Laugh!

No matter what they say.

I heard the words. I felt his touch.

My soul felt him pray.

I breathed this air as a newborn

I coulnd't let the minute past

I opened my eyes. Yes I did!

I was awake at last!....