HER STORY

  These coffee-soaked pages that I’ve been staring at, for days on end, Ooops I am clumsy I know but let the pages sip slowly, Let them feel what I feel when coffee is in my system, Maybe I am thanking them for the days they have been my voice when I couldn’t speak, They’ve taken me to places that can only be imagined, And I do not know what is worse, To drown in the waves or die of thirst….   Here I am, looking out of the window, A feeling of nostalgia, or is it Deja vu? I must have been here before, this looks and feels so familiar, Maybe I was meant to live in a different time, But this time it feels calm, soft, peaceful, Please don’t pull me out of this train of thought, I want to stay, Please let me stay, even if it's just for a moment….   I’m waiting for a sign, to show me this doesn’t exist but it's not coming, Maybe I am used to the wrecks, underneath are endless thick layers, They are coming off one by one and I am scared, Sc...

Rescue me, Rescue me from this deep and dark abyss I’m falling into, From the hungry jaws of death, heartache, despair, wrath, Angry storm of the so-called life, I had shiny wheels, so new but they are now rusting, Is it safe for me to fall?   I don’t believe in make-believe, But I do fairy tales, this feels like one sad, beautiful, tragic fairy tale, The hero is also the villain, or is it the other way around? The city is making me feel small, invisible, But is it not what I’ve always wanted? I can scream, I want to, but without a sound.   I’ve got walls for my walls but they fall as I fall, But they come back faster than I can decipher, Playing the defense without armor, I hope,   I wish upon a star that I will not feel soo blue, I wish upon a star that my dreams come true.   But I like to rescue myself, I am my own hero, I’ve always been, Even when I’m stuck at zero I’ll fight my way up, My walls will not cave in, keep...