Милиони думи

Милиони думи, две сърца,  усмивки, поглед, пак тъга.   Милионите думи, са лъжа,  сълзи, прошка и пак така.

  Милиони думи, хвърлени в кавга,
и той е сам, и тя сама.   Милионите думи, от правилна уста,  прогонват болката, това е любовта. 

Friendly warmth

The morning finally is here, but he can’t see the sun,
that’s the reason he shed a tear, a fear he can’t outrun.
Lived in the dark for so long, he forgot what is to be happy,
didn’t know what is wrong, started to feel so sappy.

He thought there is no escape, from the nightmare he is in,
feels like his life is videotape, that end and again begin.
But our hero didn’t knew, there other people too,
that move same through, and don’t know what to do.

In the end he’ll understood, that he will find the way,
someday he’ll see some good, even if that’s not today.
Needs only helping hand, to pull him out alive,
and put him on a land, that he can now survive.

Hand he can recognice, a friend waited for him long,
a friend for him that cries, and sing a happy song.
Someone more valuable, than all the world’s gold,
a sun for him actual, the light of his friend old.

Lost in a strange world

He wasn’t the boy anymore, more like a grown man,
despite that he kept the treasure he had then,
maybe that was the reason to keep wondering when,
the monsters came out of their den.

And not the known monsters, not those from under his bed,
new kind, although the shape he already met,
it was like a disease that was so fast spread,
the old known faces but with their hearts shred.

Empty shells, without  feelings and mind,
that for money are ready without break to grind,
it was like from movie, with some evil robotic kind,
with hearts in darkness twine.

Like a strange book with a scary plot,
and this book now, documentary movie got,
there is a real danger for himself to rot,
unless he meet a human, with heart still hot.

But this’ll take time, he’ll be too old,
will his heart be strong enough, to not turn cold,
the only chance is to keep his hold,
and hope this the day would be before his heart got sold.

Story of a boy

Being pushed and abused all his life,
began to think the idea for the good is a lie,
kind of tired from all this strife,
for a moment he wished to die,
it’s not like he didn’t tried, you know,
but it’s just not working like it should,
he was main character in a horror show,
falling in a pit with a broken parachute,
it’s been like that for more than ten years,
and things even a little didn’t changed,
there was no marks of tears,
but he is feeling kinda deranged,
he was more and more confused,
was he the problem in the center,
to be mocked he was used,
and began in himself more to enter,
maybe he is for this world just too weird,
that can explain things, like all this hate,
the reason why they are looking at him sneered,
and all of the punches he so frequently ate,
the deeper he goes, the more he likes it inside,
it was better than the real world, so he decided to stay,
it was a perfect place, where he can hide,
from the harsh reality that was so sad and gray,
he stayed there, for a time really long,
that he decided to show up,
realizing that even if he is strong,
he have a lot to catch up,
it’s really long and hard process,
he felt that inside his heart,
but even that his life is a mess,
he was finally from a nice puzzle part.

Life knocking on the door

There was a single freakin star,
on the whole dark, scary sky
but this time you went too far,
and the freakin star is going to die.

From all the times you screwed up,
this one is the worst little boy,
you really deserve a cup,
and it won’t be filled with joy.

There are borders you shouldn’t cross,
but you aren’t smart enough to know,
apparently the boy should felt loss,
to understand that it’s time to grow.

And don’t blame the world for once,
you should blame only yourself,
now go little boy, little dunce,
go and put the cup on the shelf.

Weird amongst the normal.

It’s not scary to be weird, you know,
cause weird people are like book,
more you read, more they  show,
and you love every single nook.

Yeah, you’ll have no friends,
but believe me it’s not a big deal,
you should know that pain ends,
once you develop a resistant peel.

And just like what you want,
it’s not them who should decide,
don’t let people’s words your head to haunt,
love what you do, there is no reason to hide.

Because weird people are the best,
that’s the thing you should not forget,
don’t mind that it’s not liked by the rest,
cause weirdness is cooler, than inner dead.

Wandering

And now again he lost his path,
there was no place for him to stay,
on the road he was there was no sign,
nor a human something nice to say,
told he should follow his feelings,
but there were no any more left,
walking throught the nothingness,
no answer from the heart, felt like deaf,
can’t remember since he was like that,
wandering from place to place,
never found comfortable spot to be himself,
always kicked out or just leaving it alone,
he thought he found a perfect place,
what a fascinating human lie,
the light in his eyes  slowly fades,
it won’t be long, till he finally just die.