Poezii

I’m cold – give me your sweater I’m sad – give me your comfort I’m scared – give me your arms To make of all these circle. A circle of fire, a circle of light Could it

Looking at the wall inside Hearing all those ravens outside I feel like screaming My heart is heavy My soul is torn I want to scream But I still can’t. The scream of the

Look at me and learn What size the day means Look at me and learn That nothing ever lasts. (3 December, 1998) Privește-mă și-nvață Privește-mă și-nvață Măsura unei

She was January girl Cold was her furcoat Her heart was cold Because January is a pearl. (November, 1998) A lui Ianuarie fiică era In mantia frigului învăluită Inima ei era

Am I gonna suffer, am I going not to? Am I gonna fight, am I gonna fail? Am I gonna be a puppet legless? O God, please not. Am I writing the last lines of my life? Cause handicapped,

(Madman?) (Exorcism? Painkiller?) I can hear your madness In the darkness I can feel the pain within your soul The sky is in your brain The brain is in the sky My boy fly And

I’m almost dead But Laying in my bed I Thought of the blessing Of Positive Attitude And I imagined coming at me And I imagined coming within me And I imagined

Me and a hospital bed I lay on it I’m so scared When the verdict crosses my brain I close my eyes and scream inside. Why me? Why me? Why me? What have I done God? Am I cursed,