De memoires van Cassandra en Cassanova, final chapter.
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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08-01-2009
You can't just hug me and tell me it's okay, 'cause right now it doesn't feel that way...
Haunting me
Hurting me
Lying to me
Killing me
Your love isn't mine
Your heart does not belong to me
Your mind wanders off to others
They need you
Long for you
And you want to be needed
Crave for their attention
You're not mine
You never were
I can't share you
I can't stand not having you to myself
I love you
I hate you for not loving me
I love you
I hate me for loving you
Let me go
Let me die thinking you love me
Let me go
Let me die
I need to go away, I can't live here anymore,
Hurting
Haunting
Dying
Don't do this to me
Kill me, fucking kill me you bastard!
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31-12-2008
first new years eve in my lonely new life
Moe, ik ben moe, zo verschrikkelijk moe, ik wil niks meer voelen, ik kom er wel, ik kan het, mezelf wegvagen, ik kan het, doelloos bestaan. 28 ik wist het, 2008. alles aan scherven...
2009 nieuw jaar, nieuw leven? Nooit meer, ik wil niet meer, ik mag geen 30 worden, dat wist ik al, al lang, laat me los, laat me gaan. Ik wens niks meer, zelfs niet dat de pijn ooit weggaat, ik heb m zelf veroorzaakt, ik draag m wel, tot ik mag slapen. Alles pijn gedaan, alles weg, nooit meer lachen, nooit meer vrolijk, nooit meer voor ik. Egoïstisch kreng, vals vals vals kutwijf. Alles gedaan, alles voorbij, alles weg. Ik moet loslaten, leef verder op herinneringen, vergeten, nooit vergeten wat ik heb gedaan. Welk monster ik ben, welke levens ik verwoest heb. Geen hoop, niks meer. Afgescheurd, roerloos, oneindig stil is alles. Ik wil hier weg, overal weg, niemand kan me helpen door de hel die ik gemaakt heb, eerlijk is eerlijk, de terugslag van wat ik heb veroorzaakt.
Ik wil je wat sturen, weet niet wat, gelukkig nieuwjaar is hypocriet, dat is het niet, daar heb ik wel voor gezorgd, hoop? die heb ik niet, kan ik je ook niet geven, alles komt goed, 2009 wordt ons jaar? ik moet je loslaten, mag je niet houden, moet die hypotheek van je leven halen. Niet meer schade aanrichten, ik stuur niet, nieuwe indrukken, nieuwe mensen, ooit vervaagt het allemaal, ben ik niet meer dan een vlekje in je leven geweest, een vage
herinnering van wat ik ben, n rotmens, rot mens, haat me, en laat het los. Ik moet alleen, moet dit alleen doen, definitie van dit? Alles, en niets meer.
Niets meer. Effe tandjes bijten en alles is voorbij, fuck het jaartal, het is gedaan, vanbinnen ben ik al dood, de rest volgt wel, datum is niet belangrijk meer, niks doet er toe, hier buiten raken en weg. Alleen, zwelgen in eenzaamheid, hard zijn voor mezelf, straffen, pijn doen, straffen pijn doen. Vals vals vals kutwijf.
Haat me, haat me, haat me, en laat het los.
Elke morgend spijt dat ik wakker wordt, elke avond blij dat ik mag slapen, hopen dat er geen morgend meer komt...
Slaaptijd, ik mag er effe uit. Rotwijf, kutwijf, mottig kreng.
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