sabato 28 maggio 2011

Shadows

Feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin and close your eyes ...

Freedom flows in your veins,
You dominate your life and feel strong.

You have nothing to fear,
until the time of opening your eyes again to live your life.

That warmth, the sun, your strength ...
Everything was just a memory, moments, yours,
of when you decided why live,
of when you lived for your goals.

Coward, you're holed up now,
begging life for answers that she will never provide,
simply because she must not have to;
waiting for life to solve your troubles,
which you are not so brave to tackle.

You constantly feel those warm rays,
and see them touch the ground, there, so close.

Get out of the shadows, and go.

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