-FOLLOW THIS STAR (2015)Opening my eyes, seeing the hills,
Walking to them, feeling the breeze,
Roses I hold can't hurt me anymore,
There is no pain behind the Nature's door.Part of the Nature, part of the world,
Where every water is sparking like a gold,
Fire of Sky is sleeping till dawn,
Moon is watching me through the tree's crown.Listen the Earth, but sky is calling me
To fly away so far.
Holding fire, but night wants from me
To follow this star.Hundred stars in the sky,
Which one is mine,
Which one belongs to me?
This must be this little star,
Next to the Moon, but it's so far,
I believe I could get it.-WITCH SPELL (2015)
Spells of the light are calling the rain,
Power which is healing, power of life,
Holding hands together while whispering spells
And magical drops will from the sky.Magic of Light, in touch with the nature,
Promised I will protect every being,
Good things always win,
All you need is believing.Black and white magic spells at the midnight,
Full moon on the sky, fight until one dies,
Black and white, dark aganist the light,
Angel or demon, until one is gone.Your rays of light can't scare me,
Black magic will destroy you now,
Our black wings will win this war
And you, angels, will fall down.Magic of the Dark, in touch with the hell,
Promised I'll destroy your soul,
You'll see how strong I am
When you become my voddoo doll.I will never go/ You're powerless alone,
I am on side of an angel/ I'll send you to the hell.Mother Nature, hear my voice,
Give this dark soul light as choice,
Bring the peace in our world,
Make their hearts shine like a gold.Sacrificing blood on the pentagram,
Calling a Goddess to make you damned,
Fire of hell is place for you soul,
You are the next angel ready to fall.-PURE (2015)
Seeing her face, it's so innocent,
Hidding herself from the hurtfull touch.
Living in the bubble away from the shame
Even they say she is hidding too much.Miss Pure, pure as rose, maid hidden in the light,
Childish face and sweet voice, she knows she is doing what is right.This world changed too much, but she stays the same,
Miss Pure, sweet and innocent
Till her last day.Eyes to ground, she doesn't look around,
Controling feelings and killing it inside,
Like some flower on the lonely field
Wants to go away and find place to hide.An angel, an angel,
Miss Pure, sweet as child,
Don't wanna her to grow up,
Don't wanna her to stop,
Letting her to find place and hide in me.-WHO I AM (2015)
You hurt me while my sheld felt down,
Cut me with sharp words lot of times,
Scars I have will last forever,
I thought nothing can damage my heart of ice.Towers are falling down one by one,
Storm inside is crushing all of them,
I can't fight to protect them,
Sitting and waiting is all I can.Sleeping on the debris of my life,
If I build it up you'll crush it again,
If I change myself hundred times
I can't change memories who I was then
I can't change who I am.Had you ever thought what this little girl felt?
Do you think she was happy in her mind?
Do you think she was happy in her body?
When she went home, do you think she cried?
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Deeper than death
PoesiaThe third and the last book of my "poems" Trigger warning, contains grafic scenes of self-mutilation, suicidal thoughts and thoughts about murder