this isn`t about making a total mess on the sidewalk..

it`s mostly about getting rid of the demons inside..
we try so hard to get rid of them.. but they allways come back..
and makes the world darker...


free you

stop the time
stop the life

throw away the soul
throw away the dream

jump with me

always alone, us
the bleeding eyes

faces so sweet
"bitter-fucking" sweet

run with me

together alone, me
together free, you

the colors swim away
from your dirty paper

darker mine..

free you



Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2005-11-20 at 23:25

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Zoya Zaidi
"stop the time
stop the life"

"throw away the soul
throw away the dream"

These Ist four lines a so disturbing!!!

Exorcising Demons?

Or...

I don't kown, what to say?

I'll come back some other day!
2005-11-21


blackestdaze
just stop and jump, eh? throw it all away? thought of that, but really, aren't there better ways to go besides smashing to the cement in a mess that would make roadkill look good?

lol... i don't know if there is such a thing as freedom, actually. there is certainly a lack of it... but i think freedom always comes in degrees.

i enjoyed the read
2005-11-21