I have often wondered if I am a writer run by the demons
Of my past, or the djins of the lamps lighted in the midnight
By the sleep-deprived, lost souls searching their peace,
Their answers in a bundle, kept awake by sins and a bleak future glimpsed.
Am I only human? star sign Gemini, green eyes
Red-haired, mouth corners up, merry-go-round,
Only to be stolen from the sky, incarnated on the ground
Fighting a deceiving game with only one life
In inventory and no ally from the start.
Took the pen as a sword, turned the writing into fight
Praised be the plume and the ink, fate a double-edged knife,
Learned my lessons, did the time, cut the cords when they burned
Way too much, but their ghosts still have rooms in my heart.
Learned defensive, keeping the voices low, turned the sea`s volume up
Learned to move with the waves, drawn to the moon in the night,
Got to ace the game, but remembered the illusions of life
Turned ashes into beauty, memories tucked away in the endless volume
Of the soul, unshaken by the winds of winter to the cosmos I bow,
Still I bleed sorrow into ink with the divine plume.
Paralyzed sometimes, numbed, watching everything on fast-forward
Searching the reality behind, I pause and the more I write, cornered
I become, building mountain-high walls, ice frost over, now climb
Reader, climb onward if so wished, I`ll teach you how I rhyme
And we`ll dance to the rhythm of the night, together up-high
Bathed in the blood of our hearts, up alone in the sky
Unmoved, unbowed, never-to-broken again, brave samurai.
I will help you see through the dark, cut the gray clouds,
Erase the fog from the heavy thoughts of your mind,
Lend you my light and hold your hand in times of strife,
But the price has to be paid, reason before you dive-in blind.
And when the hurricane hits, I`ll pull you close to calm your heartbeat,
Tucked away, we`ll take cover under the blanket of the starry blanket sheet
And I`ll teach you how to write, and find your inner fire
Light up more candles on our way back to the sun my dear liar.
Of my past, or the djins of the lamps lighted in the midnight
By the sleep-deprived, lost souls searching their peace,
Their answers in a bundle, kept awake by sins and a bleak future glimpsed.
Am I only human? star sign Gemini, green eyes
Red-haired, mouth corners up, merry-go-round,
Only to be stolen from the sky, incarnated on the ground
Fighting a deceiving game with only one life
In inventory and no ally from the start.
Took the pen as a sword, turned the writing into fight
Praised be the plume and the ink, fate a double-edged knife,
Learned my lessons, did the time, cut the cords when they burned
Way too much, but their ghosts still have rooms in my heart.
Learned defensive, keeping the voices low, turned the sea`s volume up
Learned to move with the waves, drawn to the moon in the night,
Got to ace the game, but remembered the illusions of life
Turned ashes into beauty, memories tucked away in the endless volume
Of the soul, unshaken by the winds of winter to the cosmos I bow,
Still I bleed sorrow into ink with the divine plume.
Paralyzed sometimes, numbed, watching everything on fast-forward
Searching the reality behind, I pause and the more I write, cornered
I become, building mountain-high walls, ice frost over, now climb
Reader, climb onward if so wished, I`ll teach you how I rhyme
And we`ll dance to the rhythm of the night, together up-high
Bathed in the blood of our hearts, up alone in the sky
Unmoved, unbowed, never-to-broken again, brave samurai.
I will help you see through the dark, cut the gray clouds,
Erase the fog from the heavy thoughts of your mind,
Lend you my light and hold your hand in times of strife,
But the price has to be paid, reason before you dive-in blind.
And when the hurricane hits, I`ll pull you close to calm your heartbeat,
Tucked away, we`ll take cover under the blanket of the starry blanket sheet
And I`ll teach you how to write, and find your inner fire
Light up more candles on our way back to the sun my dear liar.
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