Poem of the week

I am not afraid of the dark
'cause I've never known else
everything just for the spark
of hope, that seems hopeless

Poem of the week

An old man in old shoes is walking through my mind
I can hear his thoughts and somewhere far in despair
he's willing to end the game of hope
he's willing to tie the one last rope

In the far lands, I can swim on earth
I can hear your eyes and pretending
Doesn't bring your nearer to my truth
and an endless talk, doesn't bring the ending

An old man is sitting on a tree
I can see his thoughts and hear his voice
an old man is sitting on a tree
he's so wise and entirely free

Who is in the mirror
who is my vice
who is my habit
who is the dealer
the talking rabbit

I've got shrooms, I can shrink and grow
and still I am not in neverland
I am still here, my only friend
here in the world, where only an old man
can be truly free and own his own destiny

Thought of the day

Just one last rum, one last beer, one last smoke
and I have no fear, come my dear
enjoy the vice
have a slice
of a friday sin
 you can't lose, only win.

Second thursday of january

Thought of the day: I am injecting my morphine in a bubble of artificial happiness and I am hoping that the remains of a sober mind are going to fade faster than effects of misfortune.

Outfit of the day: My favorite warm winter sweater, skinny black jeans and dr. martens shoes, perfect for the cold and snowy journy for good beer and dinner.

Song of the day:

I love the lyrics and the music. Back in the times, when U2 was actually still good. 

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
You got someone to blame
You say...

One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it

Did I disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it's...

Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One...

Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other

One...life

One