Winter – Inverno

28Oct09
Another writing, another entry.  The original text is in italian, so I’ll post both in this entry, though. Enjoy!
Waiting for your opinions.
Arrived the winter everything loses it’s colour.
The autumn flowers retire for their well deserved rest, and the firewood gets ready for what is going to be, it’s working season.

On the trees snowflakes pose gently, relaxed and ingenuous, already knowing that when the sun will come, it all will be over.
They prefer to forget that moment, so slow and filled with anguish, the one who will put end to their long roads.

In this cold night my fears don’t freeze, hardly breathes my soul, searching for a way to escape.

If I knew how to react, I would not hesitate and with all my strenght I would do it, serene and confident, as I know I have been.
However, not being able to remember how it feels.

Drag me out of the dark depression, that surrounds and suffocates me under the moonlight.
Like the beams that hit brutally these trees, covered by white sheets.

Carry me to the spring, and let me see the flowers bloom.

 
 
And now in italian:
 
Arrivato l’inverno tutto perde il suo colore.
I fiori dell’autunno si ritirano per il loro meritato riposo, e la legna si prepara per quella che sarà la sua stagione di lavoro.

Sugli alberi si posano delicatamente fiocchi di neve.
Ingenui e spensierati, già sapendo che all’arrivare del sole tutto sarà finito.
Essi preferiscono dimenticare quel momento, così lento e pieno d’angoscia, che segnerà la fine del loro percorso.

In questa fredda notte le mie paure non si congelano.
Respira con difficoltà la mia anima, cercando una via d’uscita.

Se sapessi come reagire non esiterei e contutte le mie forze lo farei, tranquilla e sicura come so di esserlo stata, eppure non riuscendo a ricordare come ci si sente.

Trascinami via dall’oscura depressione che mi avvolge e mi soffoca sotto la luce della luna.
Come i raggi che colpiscono bruscamente questi nostri alberi, coperti dalle bianche lenzuola.

Portami verso la primavera, e fammi vedere i fiori sbocciare.


Filed under: .: Reflections :.   |  Leave a Comment
Tags:

My Alphabet

06Oct09

A – Agony: Exactly what I feel every minute of my life.

B – Beat: Of my heart getting weak and slower as time goes by

C – Cry: Thousand of tears I’ve already shed.

D – Damage: Something that my soul can’t take no more.

E – Expectations: About everything but not everyone.

F – False: Theories, attitudes that put end to my confidence.

G – Game: Is what we play everyday with our lives.

H – Hate: Sometimes is better than love.

I – Intense: Is how I want this life to be.

J – Joke: When you less expect it, it’s not.

K – Karma: Is what guides me.

L – Lies: Follow and surround me everywhere I go.

M – Madness: Is the only way to let go

N – Need: Of something new, of something better.

O – Oxygen: Is not all I need to keep going.

P – Pain: Makes you really understand how far you can go.

Q – Quotes: Hard to forget, even if we want to delete them from our minds.

R – Regret: Brings you nothing but depression.

S – Suicide: Quickest way to answer all your questions.

T – Trying: Is what you stop doing when you’re afraid of failing.

U – Uncertain: Nowadays everything is, depends on you how you change it.

V – Vendetta: Shows us a different type of happiness.

W – Withdraw: Every little spine from your heart.

X – X-ray: You want to use them to see how broken your soul is.

Y – Yell: To yourself about your actions and regrets.

Z – Zoo: Because people acts like animals.


Filed under: .: Reflections :.   |  Leave a Comment
Tags:

Daughter.

24Sep09

I remember late evenings talking about cars and tastes we shared
You used to laugh with me and hold my hand tight
You said you loved me very much,
I was happy when we spent time together
And sad when you told me those stories about your childhood
But all that is now gone and I want to forget

So don’t call me daughter when everything you do is to hurt me (Or hurt us)
And I am not wasting any more time believing in what you say (Because they’re all lies)
Do you even deserve that I write you this song?
I say no.. but I need to let go

Is it true that time changes people, or is this the real you?
I am afraid so.
You said “Sorry daughter for what I’ve done, I promise you this will surely change”
So tell me why is this now even worse, I lost all my hope.

Don’t call me daughter while you hurt me..
Tears fall on this sheet I write on, making my words fade away..
But not my memories.

You were always strong for me and and taught me how to be as well.
But now you broke me into pieces
and I don’t know how to mend it.
Do you even deserve that I write you this song?
I say no.. but I need to let go.


Filed under: .: Art :.   |  Leave a Comment
Tags:

Mirror.

24Sep09

Another song, another story. My mind is talking a lot lately, can’t do nothing about it :) Let me know if you like it.

Something shining, something strong
That’s a mirror;
Round, shaped, still the same
That’s the mirror I will observe.

All I see is my own aspect, same thing I see everyday
And I can’t help it but ask myself why
I can’t choose what to watch

‘Cause if I could I’d like to see
Something but this boring face
Oceans, lands or the blue sky
Or either what is on my mind
So I just beg you one small thing:
Please stop showing me.. to me.

I need a place big enough for me
To get lost and escape from it
And I’ll go back to you and see what adventure is expecting me
But please please please.. don’t display me.

And I don’t want this to ever end
Or I will have to find a way
To seek for the new and get surprised
So mr. Mirror what I ask you is:
Please stop showing me..
To me.


Filed under: .: Reflections :.   |  Leave a Comment
Tags:

Stranger

22Sep09

Sometimes I can’t remember
What time wants me to
I feel like a little ant
Looking for what’s known to me, in a huge foreign place

And this feeling just won’t go away
So I ask myself:
What if I forget everything?
Would you remind me who I am?
Would you tell me what you see?
You’re not a stranger to me.

All this little melodies I retain in my head
That I sing with my voice, weak and afraid
They give me feelings I tried before, but they have no name to me
And I feel like a note written by mistake
Out of time and space

And this feeling just won’t go away
So I ask myself:
What if I forget everything?
Would you remind me who I am?
Would you tell me what you see?
You’re not a stranger to me.

And whenever I need help, can I still call you?
So I know I can count on you.
Will you tell me that we had some laughs together?
Even if you’re not a stranger, I don’t want to forget that.

And this feeling vanishes slowly
Like a drawing on the sand when the high tide comes
But I ask myself:
Would you remember me who I am everyday?
Would you still take care of me?
I can do nothing but hope so.

Written a couple of nights ago.


Filed under: .: Reflections :.   |  Leave a Comment

My (not so) latest works

22Sep09

I am alive, I guess. I have been trying to do something decent lately, and this was the result:

shouldi1

bringme

You like? Let me know :) More coming soon, I promise.


Filed under: .: Art :.   |  Leave a Comment
Tags:

Looks .

01Sep09

The screams go through my head, causing major pain.
Like a nail that enters the wood, going through it’s being,
Cruelly, hammer blow after hammer blow, without ceasing.
And it’s when I close my eyes that everything disappears
When my head is my eyes and my mind the mist.
When I close my eyes wounds don’t fit anymore.
If, because of curiosity, I open them, I see what I shouldn’t.
My problems, my disorders, things still unnamed.
My mind guides me to do something, I don’t doubt it, but then I stop and observe:
In front of me scenes, a history that tells what I couldn’t avoid once again
And a guilty feeling mixed with disgust, that won’t leave me alone.
But when I close my eyes it vanishes and the shiver in my hands calms down
And it’s then that for a moment hope comes back.
I half-open them, an idea possesses me: My wounds will be everytime more visible to the other’s eyes.

And I think.. “So, how do I look at you with my eyes closed?”


Filed under: .: Reflections :.   |  Leave a Comment

Ahh it’s cold.

01Aug09

F*ck. I hate cold. I really really can’t stand it. Hands freezing.. cold feet, cold air, bleah. I want summer baaaaaack! Anyway, enough ranting for this entry :P

My latest work is avaliable @ deviantART. It’s inspired in The love I lost – Orson W. which is a great tune :D Check it out!

TheLoveILost

You like it? I think I’ll do some when next week ends, since I have exams.. -.- But  it’ll be over soon!

Smooches :)


Filed under: .: Art :.   |  Leave a Comment
Tags:

Thinking. Once again.

19Jul09

It happened again. Another thinking moment, but late at night, so when I got up and checked what I wrote, it was funny to see the stupid mistakes I did due to sleepyness. Anyway, enough words, enjoy.

I have the spanish version too, should I upload it? Opinions is what I need. ^^

Everything is related.
Like thunder and rain.
It’s sound scares the drops that fall quickly and hide under the leaves.

Like birds and summer.
Their songs fill our sunny and young afternoons.

Like seasons.
It’s all about changing, from one to the other, after a few months.

Everything is related, that’s what they say.

Like love and hate.
The distance between the truth and a lie is a blink
And the tears that we cry are hidden by our hands, so no one can see them, frightened of being seen by the thunder behind your words.

Like the moment when you walk away and you realise that you’re wrong.
There’s no turning back, you enter a tunnel with no exit and the only way you find to get out is to cross that distance, that becomes a maze.
She’s more distant than you thought, with walls closing everytime you try to cross them

Like the moment when she escapes and hopes that she’s going to be the only one out.

Like the freedom and the tragedy, like the moment when this will happen and the moment I’m writing this.

Everything is related,
I don’t know why, but I’ll be ready.
What I know is that I’ll always be guilty for this.


Filed under: 1   |  Leave a Comment

Bendage.

06Jul09

Just a quick post showing you guys my last MASTERPIECE *giggle* Do you like it? :)

doolla2


Filed under: .: Art :.   |  Leave a Comment
Tags:
« Previous Entries