Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Banana Land (or simply I fall*fail into sarcasm again)

*What is visualized in my mind: a purple banana tree with monkeys lingers around it, accompanied with rotten bananas scattered around (strangely they are not purple!)*

In this land *oh because the sun shining so bright, everything's will be alright* you are not allowed to be alone
The presence when you are being alone is stick out
Like a purple banana tree tapping and dancing
You attract attention in the way you don’t want to get

In this island *all the greens make everything concealed behind the screens* people think it’s their generosity
their kindness
to bug you all the time
Oh how they understand you; they know you more than you yourselves!
while they don’t know themselves

When will they stop I think
I can’t seem to accept
the unbreakable fact that

this friendliness *screams: FAUX!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
would never ceased
While hypocrisy fertile
and stupidity presence

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

spark

Still I try to block all the voices, louder, louder, LOUDER!!!!!!!!!!

However it is the maximum volume and I am still hearing it. I am hitting the button but it refuse to get louder

crazy

                helpless

I don't need any booze
                 

                drugs


Even without it, all falling apart, my mind, senses

                            ALL
                     
 blow


 SPARKS
                       thousand

lights

                                    voices

INSIDE  my head without warning



I need something stronger and louder.








                                             damn it................