tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435708374564902262024-03-04T10:42:35.733+00:00amfetajuustoaamfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comBlogger312125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-33016250468272819152024-02-21T18:13:00.004+00:002024-02-21T18:15:00.800+00:00<p> <span style="font-family: inherit;">Oh, but don't, no, don't sink the boat</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">That you built, you built to keep afloat</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">No, don't, no, don't sink the boat</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">That you built, that you built to keep afloat</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Singled out for who you are, it takes all types to judge a man</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Feel, that's all you can</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Filthy suits with bigot ears hide behind their own worst fears</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Live, that's all you can</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">It's all you can</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">It's all you can do, hey</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">No matter where I put my head, I'll wake up feeling sound again</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Breathe, that's all you can</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tomorrow smells of less decay, the flowers greet this blooming fray</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;">Be thankful, that's all you can</span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Flogging Molly - Float</span></p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-87061304244345845292024-02-11T19:22:00.003+00:002024-02-11T19:22:29.967+00:00X/2016 The travelling woman<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhoP8vNL1g86YlFRA2COh8SO6RFrQK9Qx3Am55h_ieqg8i0JHPjK0HrnaMeMpth1MIU-Mh_XTKvErVHWNVGmAOb_uWwWFcP3jgHZf0S7aeo6Y73OwvWwFsriwDPuDPbrzGQZ-holvwd_JeEfPFnW72904fs-SerZgVw_ygaL1VQlU9d5hrciZx7mDd1hXA/s1024/3D509D7A-4E62-4133-86C1-5D6BD19A3034-683x1024.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="683" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhoP8vNL1g86YlFRA2COh8SO6RFrQK9Qx3Am55h_ieqg8i0JHPjK0HrnaMeMpth1MIU-Mh_XTKvErVHWNVGmAOb_uWwWFcP3jgHZf0S7aeo6Y73OwvWwFsriwDPuDPbrzGQZ-holvwd_JeEfPFnW72904fs-SerZgVw_ygaL1VQlU9d5hrciZx7mDd1hXA/w271-h408/3D509D7A-4E62-4133-86C1-5D6BD19A3034-683x1024.jpeg" width="271" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I am a travelling woman</div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Looking in the eyes of saints</p><p style="text-align: center;">And seeing my reflection</p><p style="text-align: center;">Out and inside</p><p style="text-align: center;">Everyone and everything</p><p style="text-align: center;">I am a travelling woman</p><p style="text-align: center;">Looking in and out</p><p style="text-align: center;">For guidance, for truth</p><p style="text-align: center;">For the fire, for the water</p><p style="text-align: center;">Always leaving, always arriving</p><p style="text-align: center;">Every meeting has a separation</p><p style="text-align: center;">Every separation, a reunion</p><p style="text-align: center;">I am a travelling woman</p><p style="text-align: center;">Who sings out of tune</p><p style="text-align: center;">But from the heart</p><p style="text-align: center;">My guitar just learnt to speak</p><p style="text-align: center;">Or maybe I learnt to hear</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-86611347998022208122024-02-11T19:16:00.000+00:002024-02-11T19:16:30.482+00:00X/2105<p> I am just having a bit of a moment here</p><p>It's already dark, the day is over</p><p>The Moon has apparently turned blue</p><p>I feel strong and silent</p><p>I have now understood this -</p><p>The only direction to go to is not further away</p><p>it is closer, deeper inside</p><p>To become more intimate with the truth of you</p><p>with the part you that is eternal</p><p>Will I discover wholeness, completeness, </p><p>from inside - when my heart has been purified, </p><p>warm, alive, light, strong, my heart</p><p>Take your ground, maintain your stance</p><p>Dig your feet into the soil</p><p>Know and remember, what is important</p><p>I exist truly for myself first</p><p>What is your Truth?</p><p>Everything is about perception</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-55613870104815873462024-02-11T17:18:00.002+00:002024-02-11T17:18:36.046+00:00<p> Please let me fall in love again</p><p>please let me not let another day</p><p>pass by in discreet slicence</p><p>please open my eyes again to see </p><p>the magical play of life</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-59333657667353637772024-02-11T17:15:00.003+00:002024-02-11T17:15:50.474+00:00X/2017<p> This day covered</p><p>in haze & grease</p><p>Disgust in the gut</p><p>Rage in the heart</p><p>Same old songs</p><p>Same old words</p><p>Wasted days</p><p>All just waste</p><p>Moving on seems so unreal</p><p>I don't want to turn to</p><p>you anymore</p><p>The sight of you</p><p>wakes up the dogs</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-63904607570303247502024-02-11T12:30:00.003+00:002024-02-11T12:30:40.647+00:00X/2021<p>Sama maa, eri maailma</p><p>minun silmäni tummuneet vuosikymmenen pauhussa</p><p>Laskenut irti viattomasta uskosta</p><p>elämän palon kadottanut</p><p>mukulakivikaduille, yökerhojen lattioille</p><p>tuopin pohjalle</p><p>Vaeltanut kehää sydämin särkynein</p><p>Nyt uusi turtuneisuus</p><p>jolta toivoen pakoa kaipaa mennyttä vapautta</p><p>jonka päältä näennäisyyden huntu pudonnut</p><p>haikailee harhojen perään</p><p>Uusia illuusion itkuja kurkusta kaivelee</p><p>mykkyyden takaa</p><p>Nyt nouse ja taistele taasen puolesta sen</p><p>mitä oikeasti olet</p><p>Palasit paikkaan, vanha palanut, uusi ei vielä syntynyt</p><p>Kuka todella haluat olla?</p><p>Vai etsitkö vain sitä, mikä jo on</p><p>Et ole niin erilainen, kuin luulet</p><p>Annettava on anteeksi erheet, rikotut rajat ja lupaukset</p><p>muutoin muuri kohoaa vain korkeammaksi</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-71425472226525138862024-01-31T19:45:00.002+00:002024-01-31T19:45:57.919+00:00Okay/ish<p>It is okay to not have the words </p><p>It is okay to leave that message unanswered</p><p>to not return that phone call</p><p>It is okay to be so fucking sad</p><p>it makes your bones melt</p><p>It is okay to just stare at that wall</p><p>It is okay to weep from your core and</p><p>to not feel anything at all </p><p>It is okay to let in rage and unfairness</p><p>It is okay to scream into a pillow</p><p>It is okay to bite a tree</p><p>It is okay to hate your body</p><p>It is okay to grieve the life you thought you'd have</p><p>It is okay to not do those dishes</p><p>and sweep that floor</p><p>It is okay to feel jealousy</p><p>It is okay to isolate </p><p>It's all an act of survival </p><p>What is not okay</p><p>Is to stay in that mode forever </p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-18534396586476040102024-01-28T20:59:00.003+00:002024-01-28T20:59:52.855+00:00<p> Recently</p><p>I crave to taste the oblivion</p><p>Even though I know </p><p>The flavour is but bittersweet</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-8465417353880269942024-01-22T13:54:00.000+00:002024-01-22T13:54:04.444+00:00<p> “Why do you want to shut out of your life any uneasiness, any misery, any depression, since after all you don't know what work these conditions are doing inside you? Why do you want to persecute yourself with the question of where all this is coming from and where it is going? Since you know, after all, that you are in the midst of transitions and you wished for nothing so much as to change. If there is anything unhealthy in your reactions, just bear in mind that sickness is the means by which an organism frees itself from what is alien; so one must simply help it to be sick, to have its whole sickness and to break out with it, since that is the way it gets better.” </p><p>― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-88312350816294554242024-01-22T10:35:00.002+00:002024-01-28T21:01:12.134+00:00Zegarmistrz światła purpurowy<p style="text-align: center;"> And when at last he comes for me </p><p style="text-align: center;">the purple watchmaker of light </p><p style="text-align: center;">Just to stir up the sky inside my head </p><p style="text-align: center;">Ready I shall be, and bright</p><p style="text-align: center;">The days pierce me like bullets would </p><p style="text-align: center;">The airs and floors all disappear</p><p style="text-align: center;">I look around me again and I will go </p><p style="text-align: center;">I don't know where, forever</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-59572054498586565012024-01-14T13:24:00.005+00:002024-01-14T13:24:53.115+00:00Without recovery<p><i>There is a light you will miss & you won't know it</i></p><p><i>There is a pain you must feel & you won't feel it </i></p><p><i>There is a heart you must distance from & you'll crave it</i></p><p><i>There is a substance that will own you & you'll obsess over it </i></p><p><i>There is a moment, a day, a friend, a love, that should be yours </i></p><p><i>but you'll escape it</i></p><p><i>There is a freedom in the unknown but you'll never chase it</i></p><p><i>There is a life inside your soul & you'll never live it</i></p><p style="text-align: right;">Unknown</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-21260219614125325672024-01-10T18:44:00.003+00:002024-01-10T19:38:42.053+00:00Aamu nousi, minä en <div>Pimeys; kajo kasvoi hiljalleen </div><div>valon tanssiessa sisään ikkunastani</div><div>jonka tahdoin sulkea vasten päivän kasvoja</div><div>Hitaasti</div><div>Riuhdon unen hunnun läpi painajaisia</div><div>irti itsestäni </div><div>käteni heilahtaa ja</div><div>kuppi kolahtaa puulattiaan </div><div>olen jälleen</div><div>täällä</div><div>tänään</div><div>nyt</div><div>...</div>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-86790041401647647112023-12-31T22:46:00.003+00:002023-12-31T22:46:21.547+00:00<p> Kun kutsun loistavaa itseäni</p><p>ilmestyy eteeni vanha laiska minäni</p><p>niin siinä se on se laiskuri taas</p><p>ja sitten en tiedä mikä olen minä:</p><p>en: kuinka monta minää oikein olen</p><p>Enkä sitä miksi ne minät tulevat</p><p>Minä kelloa haluan koskettaa</p><p>ja kutsua esiin itseni aidon, todellisen minäni</p><p>sillä itseäni jos tarvitsen </p><p style="text-align: left;">en saa antaa itseni kadota</p><p style="text-align: right;">Pablo Neruda</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-54495658948560516352023-11-14T16:31:00.001+00:002023-12-31T22:47:40.790+00:00<p> Minulla on MS-tauti</p><p>Transversaalimyeliitti melkein halvaannutti minut</p><p>vei jalkani</p><p>Olin kuusi viikkoa sairaalassa</p><p>Opettelin uudestaan kävelemään</p><p>Koin kipua joka oli tehdä minut hulluksi</p><p>melkein mursi mieleni, vei järjen valon</p><p>Menetin kaiken jota olin rakentanut</p><p>En uskalla enää luottaa elämään </p><p>Juuri, kun luulin alkaneeni todella toipua, </p><p>Juuri, kun aloin ensimmäistä kertaa vuosiin todella</p><p>tehdä suunnitelmia edes ensi kesäksi</p><p>Kaikki hajosi, hajosi, hajosi, hajosi</p><p>Minä hajosin atomeiksi</p><p>Tulevaisuus, jota kohti olin menossa,</p><p>vihdoinkin vilpitön ilo sydämessäni</p><p>mureni mureni mureni mureni</p><p>katosi katosi katosi katosi</p><p>Olen tyhjä nyt</p><p>Elän päivän kerrallaan </p><p>Niissä on kauneutta, katkeransuloisuutta</p><p>Koen kateutta ja raivoa</p><p>Sallin sen kaiken </p><p>Aion parantua tästäkin</p><p>Olen kokenut eritasoisen helvetin jo niin monta kertaa </p><p>että tiedän selviäväni</p><p>Minä en saatana luovuta </p><p>Sisälläni palaa jokin nimetön </p><p>Joka ajaa minua eteenpäin</p><p>Olen sen itselleni velkaa</p><p>Kaiken tämän jälkeen</p><p>En saatana luovuta</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-77219843236413288522023-11-14T16:22:00.002+00:002023-11-14T16:22:17.590+00:00<p> 22.08.2022</p><p>Onko luovuus luopunut minusta</p><p>Valo sammunut sisältä</p><p>Tyhjiö </p><p>jota aurinkokaan ei valaise</p><p>Vain kipunoiva itseinho</p><p>Sykähtelee pimeässä</p><p>Miksi tunnen niin paljon arvottomuutta</p><p>Syvää merkityksetömyyttä</p><p>Voiko tässä tyhjyydessä levätä </p><p>Minä...</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-17987145124235256532023-10-14T15:54:00.000+00:002023-10-14T15:54:16.054+00:00<p style="text-align: center;">Naakat nauravat haalistuvan taivaan takana</p><p style="text-align: center;">pihlajan lehdet vuorottelevat värejä</p><p style="text-align: center;">päivät jahtaavat toinen toistaan laahaten </p><p style="text-align: center;">minussa kytee epämääräinen raivo</p><p style="text-align: center;">sydämessäni sula laava hohtaa myrkyllistä valoa</p><p style="text-align: center;">en saa otetta siitä mikä täyttäisi minut merkityksellä</p><p style="text-align: center;">täynnä tyhjää</p><p style="text-align: center;">nyrkkiin puristettu käsi, hiipivä kyynel</p><p style="text-align: center;">jostain on aloitettava</p><p style="text-align: center;">herään uuteen aamuun ja hetken kiroan </p><p style="text-align: center;">kunnes muistan</p><p style="text-align: center;">kiitän</p><p><br /></p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-57403718667377171532023-10-13T13:53:00.002+00:002023-10-13T13:53:51.273+00:00 Addiction, stolen confidence & lost self-belief<p>Addiction takes everything from its guest. Mental & physical health. Friendships. Relationships. Financial security. Sense of home & belonging. In the world & in one's body-mind. It takes & takes & takes until you're left but a husk of who you used to be. Who you had thought you'd become. You lose track of the past & your vision for the future. It robs you of your ability to believe there is anything good left in your being. You are but a craving machine trying to keep the clogs of madness spinning. The clogs of destruction. This keep unfolding, unravelling into a seeming eternity. You no longer believe you are capable of the most basic tasks of life. You cannot trust anything about yourself no longer, because all the promises you have ever made you have always broken one after the other. At the slight of a glimmer you smother it straight away. Hope cannot be trusted. 'Hope is evil.' What is left? Nothing but everything to gain, when you have once lost it all. </p><p>Recovery is a constant process of becoming & un-doing. It is impossible to go back to being who you used to be, because that is what got you into this mess to begin with. One must continually reinvent oneself. Build a new home on the ruins of the dreams you burnt down. Climb into that cocoon of unknowingness in your heart till you begin to see again through the hardly perceivable cracks. </p><p>I abandoned myself not realising how long the road back would be. The hardest piece of the puzzle to find had been forgiveness towards myself. It is so much easier to forgive others. 'If you are going to whip yourself, do it with a feather.' </p><p>Behind one smile, hundreds of stories and thousands of tears</p><p>Battles won and lost</p><p>I will never give up</p><p>I will pull through</p><p>I will walk till my feet are bleeding and skinless</p><p>and my heart is wide open</p><p>and my mind is free</p><p>-----------------</p><p>Kävelin ja pyysin anteeksiantoa</p><p>annoin muistojen hulmahdella mielen lävitse</p><p>Ikävä siihen mitä oli, kuka olin</p><p>keitä olimme</p><p>Voin vain hengittää, nyt</p><p>Odotin näkeväni sinut joka kadunkulmassa</p><p>Tai metsän laidalla, harjun päällä, järven rannassa</p><p>Itken keskellä jalkakäytävää enkä välitä mistään</p><p>Tunnen kaupungin paremmin kuin muistinkaan</p><p>Verta valuvat jalat kävelevät itsestään</p><p>Poispäin siitä mikä on mennyt ja sinne jää</p><p><br /></p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-4568566669032075072022-08-24T16:15:00.000+00:002022-08-24T16:15:05.471+00:00<p> Waging a war in the mind</p><p>Against forces which can only </p><p>stem from within</p><p>Deliberate yearning for self/destruction</p><p>Fear of fakeness</p><p>Not recognising what is true & tangible</p><p>in me - which part is the mask </p><p>Nailed into my being </p><p>Dishonesty burns - tears of lava</p><p>Why all of me feels like </p><p>A copy-paste</p><p>Always feeling unseen</p><p>Words stuck in my throat </p><p>The tension grows until</p><p>something snaps</p><p>Dire reflections in stale mirrors </p><p>Chasing what has already been</p><p>Is it ever possible to feel/be whole</p><p>Unified human-being </p><p><br /></p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-38634599193113140302022-08-18T15:51:00.002+00:002022-08-18T15:51:31.701+00:00Saamien mailla <p><span style="font-family: times;">Täällä</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Vain minä ja tuuli</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Linnunlaulu ja</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">porot, koparoiden kapse</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Minä ja</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">siniset tunturit </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Puhdistun</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">On rauha</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Sanaton laulu</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Ympäröi, syleilee </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Tämä paikka, nämä tuulet, virrat</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Uusia mutta</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">entuudestaan rakkaita</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Tuttu tuntematon </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Polut jotka minut kotiin vievät</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Sydämeni hengittää vapaasti</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Vapautta</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Kahle murtuu </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Ympäriltä kylkien </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Tunnen</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">minulla on paikka </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">tässä maailmassa </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">josta olen tullut, jonka voin täyttää </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Juureni villit ja vahvat</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Ikuiset </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Lapsi, olet täällä kotonasi</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Et erillinen, et yksin</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Olet osa tätä huikaisevan kaunista </span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Kaikkeutta</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Kiitos</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Olen</span></p><p><span style="font-family: times;">Giidu elli</span></p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-23162626160843476612021-11-27T16:54:00.003+00:002021-11-27T16:54:57.237+00:00<p> As if a vague possibility existed</p><p>for me to to open up to Feel Love,</p><p>more, truly, deeply</p><p>A lifetime long journey, maybe</p><p>But it seems as if everything I'd felt before</p><p>Was but a mere reflection of </p><p>What I feel now</p><p>When the tears come let them</p><p>You are held and accepted (by you)</p><p>Sometimes everything feels just a bit too much</p><p>Ride it, let those waves wash over you</p><p>Question everything that arrives to your mind</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-23582945880739156002021-11-27T16:12:00.005+00:002021-11-27T16:12:54.275+00:00<p><span style="font-family: inherit;"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px;">I've been here many times before</span></span></p><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Don't know which road I must go</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">My mind is full of so many thoughts</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">My heart beats on and on</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">All my love, all my love, oh</span></span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Have you been here many times before?</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Do you cut your wings so that you'll fall?</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Can you break on through to the other side?</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Do you tell yourself things that ain't so kind?</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Can you feel the worms wiggle in my mind?</span></span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">And these walls, they won't crumble</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">And they won't let me get out of here</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">And these walls stand so tall</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">The flowers they'll all disappear</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">And the voices surround me</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Again and again, creep behind me</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Bringing me down</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Bringing me down</span></span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">And these walls, they won't crumble</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">And they won't let me get out of here</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">And these walls twist and turn</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">The devil inside me returns</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">As he smiles towards me</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Again and again, holds me, chokes me</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Burning me down</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Burning me down</span></span></div><div class="ujudUb WRZytc" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Burning me down</span><br /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Down</span></span></div><div class="ujudUb WRZytc" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="ujudUb WRZytc" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge"><span style="font-family: inherit;">~Nessi Gomes</span></span></div>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-27581134708669447522021-10-27T04:00:00.003+00:002021-10-27T04:00:33.860+00:00<p> 'I can't trust you anymore' is the most painful word combination for me to hear.</p>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-89295550979995308982021-10-24T06:52:00.003+00:002021-10-24T06:52:24.920+00:00<div>Fhir leis nach toigh bhith dealachadh</div><div>Rid' chridhe, fan bhon chailin ud</div><div>Air neo chan fhada dh'fhanas tu</div><div>Gun leòn nach leighis lèigh dhut.</div><div><br /></div><div>You who do not like to part with your</div><div>heart, stay away from yon damsel other-</div><div>wise it will not be long before you have</div><div>a wound no physician could cure for you</div>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-87321506201407361722021-10-02T17:40:00.001+00:002021-10-02T17:40:27.143+00:00<p> <span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Be there when I need a shoulder</span></p><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 16px; max-height: 999999px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">When I need a heart</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">When I need to feel the beat</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Beat of my heart</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Let the road give me</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">. To know it's the way</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Said I know it's the way</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Don't worry .</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Don't worry too much</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">There'll be another day</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">You see some things still remaining</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">A lot of changing</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Don't dare stop changing</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 16px; max-height: 999999px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you shine</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you fall</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you know</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you need</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Someone to hold</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Something that's real</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Never alone</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Until you can feel</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">The life in your soul</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 16px; max-height: 999999px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Be there when I need a stranger</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">When I need the beating of my heart</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Beating of danger</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Take you the way you want to go</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">I don't want to show you</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">You can find your own way</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Find your own way</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">There's nothing written down</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Nothing here to tell you</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Nothing to tell you to turn around</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">I see you hating</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Don't want to see you hating</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 16px; max-height: 999999px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you shine</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you fall</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you know</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Nothing at all</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 16px; max-height: 999999px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Want to see you shine, shine, shine like I know you can</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Want to see you shine, shine, shine like I know I am</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 16px; max-height: 999999px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you shine</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you fall</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you know</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Sometimes you need</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Someone to hold</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Something that's real</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Never alone</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Until we can feel</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Life in our soul</span></div><div class="ujudUb WRZytc" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; max-height: 999999px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Want to see you shine, shine, shine like I know you can</span><br style="max-height: 999999px;" /><span jsname="YS01Ge" style="max-height: 999999px;">Want to see you shine, shine, shine like I know I am</span></div>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243570837456490226.post-37449853689418466652021-09-24T20:40:00.004+00:002022-01-11T17:11:10.762+00:00The fiercest, deepest love<div>the most tender one<div>the one which held my wounded heart</div><div>with their gentlest hands</div><div>their gentlest of hearts</div><div>I've had to let go of</div><div>for the sake of us</div><div>...for the sake of myself</div><div>shit</div><div>I had to become</div><div>sefish</div><div>in the most brutal way</div><div>I always dreaded</div><div>I never ever never ever could have imagined</div><div>it to be like this</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>amfetajuustohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619305287354189401noreply@blogger.com