respiri

pentru didi



Iti soptesc acum c-o sa fie bine
Stai si asculta-ma pe mine
Doar cuvintele sa ajunga la tine
Viata-i ca un pumn de aspirine
Inchide ochii si repira usor
Asta e imaginea ta filmata color
Cuvintele care vin, nu dor
Viata-i ca un zbor usor..usor
Te-ai desprins de tot ce doare
Te atinge un zbor ce moare
Cuvintele care vin se schimba-n mirare
Viata-i ca un vant in schimbare
Hai sa facem schimb de secrete ciudate
Ai incredere in frica nu te uita in spate
Cuvintele care vin par crispate
Viata-i compusa din pasari inghetate
Te-ai dus
Te-ai intors
Facem rost
E vreun rost?
Esti pe dos
Musca-ma
Alunga-ma
Loveste-ma
Ce respiri.atat.de.greu?

Rootless tree-Damien Rice

What I want from you is empty your head
They say be true, don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree

What I want from us is empty our minds
We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times
We go blind when we've needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you
Of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Fuck you, fuck you, love you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

like water

oare poti sa distingi apa calda de cea rece dupa sunet? nu stiu dar mie mi se pare ca apa rece e mai zgomotoasa..

sunt foarte singur.

u tube i tube

gotta love youtube.makes so much sense.
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bong

ma trezesc.capul mi-e greu.ce seara scoasa din cartea lui vakulovski.n-am inteles nimic.imi aprind o tigara.pun cafeaua.ies in geam.cerul e suparat.simt depresia cum imi trece prin oase.vecinu de la 4 isi ameninta din nou nevasta cu bataia.pun niste mancare in farfurie si ma asez in fata laptopului.dau drumu la un nou serial.fara sens.astept sa vina maica-mea acasa sa-mi povesteasca despre baiatul femeii de la brutarie care parca e scos din cutie,mereu aranjat cu hainele calcate si freza frumos facuta.probabil o sa duca mai departe afacerea cu paine.curand o sa se insoare cu una din cartieru lui si o sa o ameninte mai tarziu ca-i da una peste bot.
mie imi vine sa dau foc orasului si sa ma fac salvamar in vama veche.

furtuna

Furtuna a scuturat orasul.strazile sunt pline de frunze lipite de ciment si tencuiala imprastiata.eu calc peste mizerie cu indiferenta.merg incet si confuz de parca n-as mai stii drumul spre casa.poate ar fi ceva daca m-as duce fara sa ma opresc..da undeva tot trebuie sa te opresti.ce vroiam sa zic? Sunt obosit si gandesc prea mult..mult prea mult. As zice si fara sens.nu stiu de ce nu pot sa..iara mi-am pierdut ideea.am zis ca sunt obosit? da.
” zambesc.daca ma intrebi cumva ce fac, am trac.emotii ca ies pe strada.sunt un om bland si lumea o sa vada.mai sufar si de mania persecutiei in cautarea solutiei.mi se pare ca toti rad de mine.sub tine..ma ascund.
nu, n-ai inteles, e fara sens aceasta plangere poetica ,ridicol de ascetica.deci zambesc.eu zambesc.dar tot nu gasesc vreo cale de iesire din acest labrint. Ma mint.”
Minciuna.ro
Iubirea.ro
Mânia.ro

la multi ani mie!

eu cu cainele afara.o mama cu o fetita.fetita vede cainele.plange.se opreste brusc din mers, speriata.cainele meu fioros se sperie si el.fuge. mama cu privirea spre mine : nu-ti fa griji,uite se duce inapoi la nenea!”

well fuck me!