De memoires van Cassandra en Cassanova, final chapter.
29-05-2009
darkness all over again
Black of night, bluish moonlight on pale white skin,
shattered broken, dead within,
shes howling to the moon,
Imagine the cage, crystal yet soft and cloaking,
numbing senses, hiding the sting,
death always comes too soon,
The gentle rush feeds on its terrified prey
anxiety covers his way,
torn apart, shushing doom.
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08-05-2009
The last cut is the deepest, bleeding to ease the pain
When you believe without knowing you believe that you are damaged at your core,
you also believe that you need to hide that damage for anyone to love you.
You walk around ashamed of being yourself.
You try hard to make up for the way you look, walk, feel.
Decisions are agonizing because if you, the person who makes the decision, is damaged,
then how can you trust what you decide?
You doubt your own impulses so you become masterful at looking outside yourself for comfort.
You become an expert at finding experts and programs, at striving and trying hard and then harder to change yourself,
but this process only reaffirms what you already believe about yourself
that your needs and choices cannot be trusted, and left to your own devices,
you are out of control, and no good in this world either.
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17-04-2009
There's something beautiful about scars of whatever nature, a scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with...
In her presence,
I was reminded again of why I was like this: fear.
Of my needs, for food, for sleep, for touch, for simple conversation, for human contact, for love.
I became an outlaw because I was afraid of being human.
Implicit in human contact is the exposure of self, the interaction of the selves.
The self I'd had, once upon a time, I thought not be be good enough to be shown, it was too much.
Now there was no self at all.
I was blank,
scarred, wounded and bleading,
but blank.
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03-04-2009
Jij, engel van een andere planeet, en ik, die daar zo weinig over weet...
Drain me,
Keep me in the dark
I don't want tot take part
Prefer to be forever numb
Nothing great can come out of this
But I'm a hostage to myself
I fear I might collapse on the razor's edge
And I fear I'll realize when it's too late
And so the rampage begins against the headache I can't win
Sleepless again
I need to ease my mind and kill what burns inside
Heal me,
I can't sleep
I thought I was unbreakable
But this is killing me
Call me
Everything
Make me feel unbreakable
Lie and set me free
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19-03-2009
Disappointing
I wish my touch could clear your head,
all your worries, all your threads,
I wish my smile could cure your pain,
nevertheless I seem to wish in vain,
nightmares reacurring in your sleep,
make my heart ache and weap ,
for you deserve so much more,
your happiness what I'd die for,
I only want what's best for you,
whatever that might mean too,
I wish I could give you whole of the universe,
I want to be with you for better and for worse,
You've got my heart, my wits, the entire me,
got nothing else to offer, I can only be,
And hope that that's enough to make you stay,
make you happy by the way,
I wouldn't want you to stick around,
if it's not love and happiness that has you bound,
I'd do anything for your sake,
even if it means to stay forever awake,
keeping you safe warm and happy is my sole purpose in life's mess,
for it's the only way for me to find my own happiness.
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12-03-2009
Losing faith
Weak, wretched little girl, letting messed up dreams leave you in tribulation,
poor creature, beaten down by a mere figure of your imagination,
you ought to be stronger than this,
you ought to be certain of your bliss
why not listen to your heart that in every beat hurls that all dreams come true?
Why not believe your soul that knows for sure this is meant for you?
I do believe in you, in us, in the utter most happiness you grant me by loving me,
I shall not stumble and perish again, not the scared little girl I used to be,
This is so much bigger than I imagined, so much more than I expected, forgive me my sceptical mind,
Ive never felt closer to anyone, Ive never felt anything of this kind,
Thats what causes the anxiety, the fear and the prudence that makes me insecure,
For you hold my very existance in your hands, Im naked before you, giving in to the lure.
Im sorry for my weakness, I shouldnt need any reassurance, I know you to be true,
Im sorry for everything, including hurting you,
Thank you for answering inspite of the anger I caused you to feel,
thank you for loving inspite of this weak appeal
I love you so much it sometimes scares the crap out of me,
for it makes me more vulnerable than youll ever see
confidence takes time to grow
Ill get there, I am there, I know
with all Ive got in me...
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29-01-2009
Why me you ask me, what value do you behold? What is it about you that keeps me from fearing to grow old?
Counting seconds of endless days
writing your name in countless ways
no greater agony Ive known than to be apart from you
no deeper longing than to long for you
for it is sheer torture that hits me every second of every day
fear pain and emptiness when you are away
thus id do realize that one step at the time
you gave me your heart and you captured mine
i love you ever dearly and madly if you will
even when were not together, my heart is with you, still...
At night my dreams bring me close to you
gentle words whispered in my ear
daylight breaks and leaves me empty
with every beat of my heart
eery breath that fills my lungs
my mind wandering off to where you are
I merely exist, barely exist without you
The heart ache cutting me in half
For the day we will never have to say goodbye again...
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