Turn the lights off and see what I see
Blind.
The loss of sight
No colour
No black nor white
Just darkness
Depression
No vision
One sense down
Four others
Develop
Advance
Ability to see
Without sight
Echoes of little droplets of water
Tough of water at the tips of fingers
Scent of wild trees and plants
Taste of sweet wild berries
Four adding up to one
One clear image
One sight
A wild forest
A gentle waterfall
Breathtaking
Seen without eyes
But by reality
And imagination
Blind.
The loss of sight
Impossible to see
Without hope
A hope
Beyond the boundaries
Of dreams
But clearly
Entirely possible
Dedication
To witness
That single ray of light
The way to believe
To live on our lives
Instead of dreading
The events that will occur
Our hesitation
Our anticipation
Will only lead us away
From that ray
From our new life
Without sight

Without sight
You can survive
So turn the lights off
And see what I see
A life without sight.

Lost hope
When tomorrow feels like it?s never coming
When nothing but rain falls onto the earth
When the sun seems to be covered by its own shadow
When nothing but anger and hatred display
When the happiness just seems to fade away
And the night holds no more stars
When a veil of darkness covers the walls of the world
You realize that you hold lost hope.

French. =P No title
Entré dans ma vie
Tu étais quelqu'un différent
Et quand même, j'étais peur
Mais maintenant,
Je te regarde
Je te vois d'une manière différente
Amis pour toujours
Tu t'es donné place
De mon ami spécial
Je vous aime
Comme ami, amour, garçon
Je vous aime.

No title - No sense
We were best friends
Comfortably sitting together
Talking until one in the morning
No secrets were hidden
From each other.
And still
After falling in love
That kiss that never seems to
Choose to erase itself from my mind
Your smile, your twinkling eyes
Closer than before.

Love
Love.
Beautiful, dangerous
Dancing, twirling, falling
Unpredictable nature, undescribable feeling
Joy.

^Love^
You opened the door
You let the light flow in
Into my world
Filled with pain, with sorrow
Suffering.
Where everyday was completely unpredictable
When I couldn't tell whether tomorrow would come.
This place that I once called home
Surrounded by strangers and void beings
Where echoes would sound on for years
Where shadows wouldn't haunt in deep darkness
And yet,
You managed to show me a way
This way that even with tis twists, curves, turns
And unpredictable in its own way
This way
That calls itself
Love.

Tomorrow
What would you do if I died tomorrow?
What words could you say?
What doings could be done?
How would you feel,
If today was my last day?
What last words would you have?
What actions would you do?
Would you have regrets?
Would you wish to take back anything?
No.
You wouldn't.
You wouldn't say, or do
Because by the time I'm gone,
You would still be playing
The same game.
And never stopping to realize
To think
About what,
What could happen
Tomorrow.

Love for music
The sounds of harmonies and melodies blending together,
Like an ocean of continuous waves crashing into each another.

The voice of a chirping bird
Whose song captures the attention of passing people.

The thoughts it can produce,
The paintings it can sketch out
Like an art gallery full of lively inspirations.

The light diamonds melting and dropping,
Into a waterfall's downfall.

The emotions it can portray
Like a jubilant cry or a rainfall of sadness and blues.

The feeling of being a child once again
Full of energy and happiness
With no sorrows or guilt.

The wave of realizing the person inside
Is not a stranger but a familiar voice.

While the notes run up and down a page of music
Like the footprints of a wolf and its prey in a snow-covered field.

Tempted to sway along with the music
Even with its well-written rhythm.

Feeling like a newly born life,
Opening its eyes to welcome in the odd world of ours.

Even as the clock hands erase its last few minutes,
It stands on its own.

Beautifying and describing the beauty of its form
Whether sung, struck, plucked or blown,
It has longed to finally come out
From its one and only home.

A world of my own
In a world of my own
I see a girl
Without sorrows
And nothing to hide
Where she can sit
Without worrying about Satan
Where she can walk

Without feeling walked upon
Where hatred and frustration
Are but mere water drops in an ocean
I see a world
Where mistakes are less than cared for
Where pain is beyond thinking of
And tomorrow seems always possible
I see something blissful
Where feelings of sadness evaporate
And peace can just dwell on
Where darkness is not a fear
And haunting shadows do not exist
I see the girl once again
Hoping for something to happen
If life were perfect like her world
Were she to wish for darkness
Or see her life the same
This world of my own
Impossible to be realized
Yet possible to imagine
For every fault and wrong and guilt
Can't we admit they make us
Who we are today?

Hate Memories
I'm standing my ground
Scared yet firm
Though when you come around the corner
I stumble
Tangled in feelings
With doubts and fears
Though when I see you
All melts
Tension gone
Worries blown away
Then
Everything comes back
Memories
Little moments
Those hellos
And good byes
Those slight glances
And little winks
Catch my eye
But
I realize
It comes back to me
All the hurt
Pain, suffering, torture
Made me witness
Made me see
And I doubt
You and
Everything about you
And I wonder
Was it all worth it
Were you?
Just to feel hurt inside
Humiliated outside
Because I trusted you.
I don't stumble anymore
Knee twitches
But I don't fall
My all doesn't melt
When I see you
Because I know what
You could do
You could make me
Feel like a born princess
But later on
Like a downright idiot
I'm not tangled in feelings
Anymore
I'm tangled with life
I'm not standing scared
Only firm
Worries aren't blown away
Because there are no worries
Without you
My life is free
I don't have to fret
About my looks
About my actions
Because I can fool around.
With you
I was restricted
It's just the usual hello and goodbye now
Nods and shakes
Including the general
Ignoring policy
But you?re still pathetic
Probably still think
The old things
That was then
This is now
There is later
But you're then for me
Try to attract my attention
No?
Seems like it
Always talking to my friends
Making it seem like
No sweat
Btu you know that I'm watching
You know that I'm listening
I have no problem with that
You play with me now
You play today
I don't care
Because I know you're a player
You could have been my friend
You should have been my one
You may be my enemy
But until then
Look away from me.

Friends to Love
We were friends
And at first
I thought it would be nice
To keep it that way
And let your heart decide
Its path
To continue loving me all the same.
I thought my view on you
Wouldn't change, wouldn't falter
But I was wrong.
Slowly,
I felt like giving up
As if no one,
Not even my best friends
Would understand my feelings
But I was wrong
You stood beside me
And probed to me
You were my best friend
After all
Even after I told you to let go
Because I thought that staying friends was better
But I found myself
My other side by finding you
I felt myself falling
Falling for the person
Who stood as a friend
And I smiled
Too happy to realize
What would happen
Later on.

Made
Life was made so that
Tomorrows would come
Love was made so that
One could care for another
Music was made so that
Words could be expressed in sound
Hope was made so that
We wouldn't dwell on disappointment
Friendship was made so that
One was would have someone to share with
Yesterday was made so that
You could look back on your mistakes
Today was made so that
You could cherish the moment in your hands
Tomorrow was made so that
You would always expect another day.

Either
Either my day are done
Or love learned to hate
Either my heart is crushed
Or yours is about to break
Either I walk away
Or you leave me alone
Either life just surrended
Or death took its toll
Either darkness chose me at last
Or light was too weak
Tiehr my words are hamrful
Or your actions may speak
Either silnce made some noise
Or children held no hope
My one and only last
Would you understand these thoughts?