Unfaithfulness fills the place
Terrible sweet sin of the human race
The wilderness can't be tamed
Is this why, oh unfaithfulness?
Unfaithfulness - from her you can't run away
Sometimes you're broken,
sometimes you break

It hurts sure it does
But how to run away from shimmering love when it
haphazardly
comes?
How to escape the terrible facts of life
A lesson hard learnt, trapped in a fire!
Unfaithfulness - are you that something?
That will save us by and from drowning
I really hate you, but I need you now
My fears, my desires - you knot them in one

So much because of your ******* sake!
We can't be soldiers to love's name
Polyamorous couples, cuckold ****
Locked up marriages, the following divorce
In betweenness, passage zones
where the devil kisses God

Mikael and Erika
Older men and their young chicas.
Those golden agonic threads that fate knits.
Further than human rules and needs to commit.

Hearts broken, like promises not entirely fake
and not entirely true do
Better not to play the game anymore
But you'll bite the bait, you'll fall
How to avoid love? ****** it and it will grow...
how to avoid
the construct of pain built around the greatest thing we know?
Tear down the wedding bouquets!
Trade 'em for a bed, stained by *** and sweat
Tear down THE PAIN! Tear down all the accesory leading to death!
Let me drown, in the naked essence.

I know he cheats - I cheat on him
because our wounds are deeper and so are our needs
I burn fairy tales,
become a tearful tough *****.
Hard as steel, just getting on with this.
I am no kid. This is the gruesome, ****** price we pay to be here,
people with feelings, drives and ****.
We don't care, but we all ache!
Sometimes you're hitten, sometimes you hit.
Sometimes you die, sometimes you -slowly, unadvertedly-
stick the swords in.

And yet it is small, unimportant
like everything

I wish I could write.
But nothing's going right
I have to touch the sky
I have to arrange myself again

Sometimes insights cross my mind
They are so thick and deep
I can't digest them sometimes
It hurts to be back at square one
At 13, when my world stopped
And I got off it. Got off from me.

It's scary to walk down
the alleys of borrowed thoughts
(that's what it was)
Yet something mine was there,
all the ******* time
It's scary, I feel shocked
But now, I know
I can't speak the whole...
because I am overcome

And I heard her speech
but she didn't really help me.
I need my angels and my demons
to work but never be summoned
We live well this way

Do I connect things which
really have nothing to do with
Jumbling, collecting, scrambling
my thoughts today, in a cloud of restlessness
Unenlightened mist...and a bit of fear

And here's the irony - I did it again
Life, laugh at me
I do not care as long
as I get your cheap thrills.

I am off the ward
The lights - they kind of
blind my eyes
but I am so high
Kisses all over me, rushes late at night
Tears sometimes - part of the pack

I am witnessing the world
Never, never, never stop
And to witness is to know
To know, entails to hold

I got out after I was healed
but getting out was part of it
I've got a lot of things to live
"Time ticks away like a bomb"
I am not missing anymore

I am off the ward
I bet I'm going to have fun
Keep a sword by my side
The shadows lurk around

And she said,
"I don't want love anymore,
I'm tired of men"
And I could feel all those words, girl...

And I said
"Let's spend some time
in an empty land
become women going our own path"

Who needs love and all the pain
such thing it entails?
Let's go to sleep
have hot dreams
that need not to be fulfilled
Let's curl up and be
Let's escape, let's ******* live
Let's spend time for us to heal

This is a plant that needs almost no water
but it needs it in fact
How to keep up? Solve this out

And here I am - an ex psychotic
(Bradley certified)
telling you which steps to take
in the infinite wisdom
that only could be given by hell

And I want to write about this
but it is bigger than me
yet the only thing I write about
obsessively, constantly,
wholly

Connecting with you,
my (****) friend. Kicking away evil patterns.
Step by step, sweet kick by sweet kick away.
In your embrace. In the steam you create.
In our problems, that we will solve...
You convinced me once more!
I am lost and found...weakened and strong
I drank your soul. My friend, my friend,
my love.

I will indeed walk.
Away from this town of dust.
My life has just begun.
I see a lighthouse, might be the Sun.
A new Sun that was there all along.

We bought a dream
at the candy store
-custom made-
It had our names
a promise of what could be...
We wanted to believe. We did.

we wanted to belong
we wanted it to work
we are so pathetic
we need to ******* stop

Candy coated is our kiss
but what lies underneath...
it's nothingness, it's the steamy core
to the bliss what you miss!
(I miss it too, indeed)
It's not surprising you did
what you did
our kiss lacks fundamental things
You rush to other chicks
I rush to him

But what do we do, what do I do?
With all this sweetness towards you
it doesn't turn me on, but I do love
your pretty face...the way you walk

If my mind was sane, and so were my heart
You would be the one, you would be the one
But we're all mad here - you know, right?

I don't want you the way I should
and you neither do
so what we are here for?
virginal marriage,
satisfying our parents dreams?
that's what is wrong with this!
Our dream is empty
like rotting candy
Substanceless like careless romance
Tasteless like bland songs
Blood injected with desires
of a life looking good, but no juice!

But it always was
it has to die quick
it has to be ripped off.
What are you here for?

We should aim together
for the same
We should be friends
We should be comrades
In our lives - to merge
we should be all that
but we aren't

A life without the other half
seems incomplete and broken down
is boring and in fact it lacks a lot
But...

You use us and never say a word.
Apps made to break our hearts.
Say "I love you" then **** next girl
Clandestine dates and overlooked days.
I've had enough of this, and I'm still fresh.

What the **** do you really want?
I want to stay,
but the only way, as usual,
is away
and without
but in my bed!

Away from you, from your pain
I have my body for myself.
Woman going her own way.
Because you don't play my game.
And I don't play yours anyway
**** called to an end if things are not my way.

Away from my scars,
that I will heal in time.
If you don't want me,
I can put up with it:
none of you will cure my illness
my terrible disease, if it exists
Loneliness does not exist
Am I still ill?