AFTER DISASTER

A morning after dark
After the air has collapsed
Has moved the rocks out
Rocks that were blocking the way
Blocking myself in there
Myself who is now ashamed
Now, after the earthquake was made
Earthquake destroyed all there was to take
There was life in those places
Those that now don't exist
Don't beat as hard as they did
They wanted to live but they ceased to exist
Ceased after pushing too hard
Too much of the same all the time
All is gone now, and slowly fades
Slowly the dust shows what it was
It was important
Was it intentional or just happened like that?
Like a natural disaster without advice
Without a guilt it could have only been the wind
Been here thought many times
Many times so wrong
So clueless about what to do
What I decided was to believe what was cruel
Was not the wind after all
After so long finally realizing I am the one who is wrong
Is it necessary to ask?
To be clear to be able to see another way
Another issue came back then
Back when there was always a reason
A darkness an infinite darkness
Infinite as numbers
As everything that could be created
Be this and be that
Be everything I want
I was walking backwards
Walking into a disaster and hurting myself in each step
Each thing that came from the deep hole
Deep is not the ocean
The ocean seems small
Seems like that was bigger than everything
Than every single thing I could have cared for
Cared so much not to make a step
A pavement wanting to break
To realize everything could have stopped
Have passed and it's gone
It's done and now starts the hunt
The hunt for going back home sweet home
Sweet and sour I spit on the ground
The ground melts so there's only one thing to do
To rebuild everything before another hurricane starts
Hurricane please don't come too fast
Too close and too little time
Little shiver runs on my back
My time ends somehow when I stop and go back
Go away before the air contaminates
Air can start that again
That took my chances
And everybody else's
Everybody in this place
This can end anytime
End must mean beginning somewhere
Beginning to clear off this mess
This was out of my hands
My good wish,my own god, please stay here always be mine
Be everything I want to be in life
In this time
This is life
Is it?
It's all in my own hands.
27.05.13
15:45

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