I sometimes feel there is still light inside me. Waiting for that moment to burst out, take over. Become the space, become the time. I sometimes hear the whispers of the breeze. And though I want to listen, I close my eyes and dream of what could have been. I sometimes know that you and…
Month: April 2019
The illusion
I am not of this world, for I am the world. I am not of these clothes, for the truth is naked. I am not of my body, for it is a cloak for the soul. I am not of my feelings, those rhythmic and erratic heartbeats. I am not of my words, for they…
Αλήθεια και Ψέμα
Ψέμα: Με πιστεύεις; Αλήθεια: Όχι! Ψ: Μα είμαι αθώο! Α: Είσαι ψέμα. Δεν έχεις αγνές προθέσεις, όσο αθώο κι αν φαίνεσαι. Ψ: Κι εσύ σκληρή. Α: Ναι, είμαι κάποτε. Όταν δεν έχω άλλη επιλογή. Ψ: Θες να τα βρούμε; Α: Δεν μπορούμε να συνυπάρξουμε. Ή εσύ ή εγώ. Ψ: Θες να τα ξεχάσουμε όλα και…