Days keep passing by, and I didn’t posted anything on this blogg, but I’m motivated. My house is still messed up, I still have that wack azz job, + my trips to college finish me…I’m exhausted, but I still get my pen on…
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Metafora Sperantei

Ma regasesc in cenusa
Dar sunt prea obosit sa renasc
Sper ca viata mea sa fie exact asa…
Cum am sperat, cum am visat
In cealalta viata.
Fara pasari care plang ninsoare
Fara ingeri care-au umplut oceanele cu lacrimi de sare.
Pe tarmuri de sticla
Ma pierd in sclipirea palida a apelor
Umbre din amintiri inca imi zambesc,
Probabil ele sunt motivul pentru care mai traiesc.
Dar incep sa fug, ma ascund
Poate fara motiv, dar continui sa fug
Si simt adierea timpului trecut
In inima ca pe un pumnal,
Si sper…
Ca viata nu are un final.

Hope Metaphor

I find myself in ashes
I’m too tired to reborn
I hope my life would be just like that…
Like I hoped, Like I dreamed
In the past life.
Without birds that cry snowfall
Without the angels that filled the oceans with salted tears.
On shores of glass
I lose myself in the pale sparkle of waters
Shadows from the past still smile at me
Maybe they’re the reason I’m still alive.
But I start running, I hide myself
Maybe withoutta reason, but I keep on running.
And I feel the breeze of the past
In my heart, like a steel,
And I hope…
That the life doesn’t have an end.

I still got no opinions…