私はさくらがすきです。I love Sakura Season, that’s the reason
I posted some photos of Sakura season 🙂
I guess some of you might like Sakura the way I do,
You will easily find these scenario during Sakura season..
The most beautiful moment you can feel cool breezes of when
can smell the morning sun, and embrace someone you love…
And.. you are somewhere, some part of 北海道
I wish I could be there in Sakura season… 私はさくらがすきです。
To feel a feeling
is not nothing like a seed stalk or form
Sometimes you do not even feel until after the storm
to know is like knowing
to show is nothing like showing
while life is different than living
and everything in between
sitting to feel is living alive
while standing to know is living to die
opposites attract and nothing is what it seems
while sins and dreams and meant to be redeemed
who knows how to live if rules are meant to break
and who will ever know how to love if their hearts will ache
if nothing is like itself and being is not to be
where are the rose colored glasses that teach you how to see
how do you rebel is everyone is too
how do you stand out when you haven’t got a clue
to feel a feeling is telling a lie
to know a fact is equivalent to asking why
no one knows nor will ever
no one will feel, not now, nor if ever.
it is all about lies.
My Everlasting Pages..
Smiles all around,
do I look happy today?
Carefree and hopeful,
But what can I say?
Look deep into my eyes,
and see them glistening with fear,
Look even deeper;
See the pain I cannot share.
Concealed away forever,
Away from prying eyes,
Let out only in the darkness,
the darkness is where my emotion dies.
Watch the blade glistening in the light;
See it pressing against my warm skin,
Eager to stop the life goes on,
Eager to get rid of the sin.
But I’ve done it so many times,
that now it can’t take away the pain,
so, why must I continue doing this to myself,
Time and time again.
Bloody and covered with emotion,
I hide the blade away,
ready to pull it out any other day.
Cuts may heal,
Scars will fade,
The sun still sets into the sea
but feelings are stuck with you for always.
Nothing gonna stop my everlasting pages…
In this life, I have failed once again
the blade reeks pain in my head.
Want to go back to the ways of the old,
Where I felt nothing, but the cold
Feelings gone, because there is nothing to feel,
Nothing that is, but utter emptiness.
Want to go back and feel the pain,
After all the hard work, my will was slain
Etching designs into my skin,
No one knows the pain I’m in.
Many thoughts wonder through my head,
All of them, I picture myself dead.
Never again to see the light,
Never to see the end of night.
Pain over comes my weakened mind,
Lost my faith, and it’s no where to find.
Book of torn life
As I flip among my pages
I dare not tear the already torn
But why I wonder, do I seek
A page with not a sign of worn
I flip and flip, without a doubt
In search of my beautiful page
But I am soon to discover
All my pages are destroyed by rage
I’ve gone through my sad novel
Whippy sheet by whippy sheet
Destroying all my love and joy
Because I have no place in which it will keep
The gaps that I must close
However wide they gape
Cannot be sewed shut
Or closed up with tape
I must refill them
With something so grand
That nothing can slip through them
Not even a grain of sand
Maybe the sand will come from the beach
My so lovely beach of the sunset
Or maybe it will come off of paper
But at least I know one thing for sure,
My beautiful pages will be complete,
Thus making me complete
At the beach in Sihanouk Ville
Under the morning sun
If tomorrow never comes!!!