I go, I don't know for what I go... I don't know where I feel I don't know what And I'm afraid of everything! ... and I don't know why should I be scared... I do not want to live To live like someone wants me to I want to live to be happy That it is me And the truth is...! I live until I have strength, Do it by myself 11:49 17.09.04
Author: Evie View
I would like to explore here my writing; at the age of 14 I had a car accident, pretty serious and afterwards I was stuck firmly at home for a few good months. I had to kill my time with something I started reading books and really fell in love with Shakespeare's writing so much at at one point I thought I want to be able to do that to, to explore myself in literature.
I listened to specific music too, I mean I had one band I loved, the songs were written by the leader and were written based on his feelings and life. Like a short and easy expression of a big piece of time; I had so much to say too and poems were ideal. Afterwards I started writing more and trying a bit longer pieces but wasn't so confident in it, also my life wasn't really stabilized so it wasn't in favor to my writing. I have woken up from the bad dream now, I'm working hard on leaving it behind trying to make strong and firm steps from now on.
I must admit I was lost in my grown up life and had a difficulty choosing the right path for myself. Since I could speak properly and understand things I loved art in all its forms and I liked the beauty and art of writing in order to show the importance of the piece being talked about. Funny enough I wanted to write children's books when I grow up!
Anyway going to talk about who I've become, no one yet, I wanted to write and I wanted to explore art and it's history - to understand it. But I didn't think that trough and chose too obvious things for learning that actually didn't help me understand what I want nor perform my actions in the way I chose. In my past years many things happened, too much for me to handle that I started being afraid of myself and my personality became very weak too.
In the past year I tried really hard to put life back on the tracks but I was still weak in my moves and the fear was killing me. Until a month ago something happened, like somebody poked me in the head to shake it and made me see, made me realize I don't want to live like that anymore, I don't want to weight for luck and something good to happened and wonder all the time if I'm going to make. This life is not for me, I used to be different and the person I've become was someone I always felt sorry for, I was really ashamed of myself. From that moment I turned my life around, I started making actions opposite to what I have been doing to that day, not being afraid I may not make it. But knowing that if I won't make this one I will make the other, I wasn't worrying anymore what will I do when I get rejected but planning the plan B, thinking further and next.
It's 30th December 2018 and I carry on my positivity, not thinking of anything going wrong but just doing the things on my list to my way to success and happiness. Finally, I am not afraid of myself anymore, I started to feel happy just from the sun coming up.
Black tulips
Black tulips Bloom on the hill Bloom; There is smell spreading Spreading In the air which is breathing by... ...people with feelings But there is not many of them And it’s a lot of smell That’s way they are chock full of it And feel fear Because feel That they’ll understand that all What’s human’s mind desn’t comprehend 17:22 02.10.03
Leaf of tulip
Leaf flies under wind It overcomes difficulties It fights, quarrel... Trees deface him! He further thought less It flies memorial It flies so and flies In the end disintegrates ...his tiny fragments Revolve on the whole world And hurts everyone Who’s been hurting him When he was a human 09:20 02.10.03
Insignificant thread
Already empty glass Put finger in mouth Lick it lightly You know now what you like better? Feel that smell Touch your temple You are sweaty In crowd not drown Different and wild Similar to hobgoblin Kind... Unkind... Beautiful and eternal! 13:01 21.07.04
Bad, bad
100 pixies, Rebels Goes after me It aims to me They knock the door But they don't know That I will not open That I have my regulations And so I tricked them And my goals have recovered 11:11 17.07.04
The beauty of
One day, one night And one more morning And so day by day Please do something about it Its like slow death Angels flew away I have stayed On a silk bedding Monotony, boredom still Still the same ' alone ' And I'm afraid I don't know anything I want... already enough 00:22 20.04.04
And what do you care about
I liked the words As they fly freely from the lips... How colorful they are And angry sometimes And when they are too tight Quietly star is coming to them Shows movements and gestures Express everything is trying Instead of words Talk with your body to me Don't open your mouth Only in the look, press the trigger Thanks for this summer For this year For the next step And for my life I drink red wine I fight And I hope to survive And that's what hurts me I will dissipate? 10:56 25.03.04
Porcelain Doll
Birds fly in golden colors... The sky is in the pink... ... Over the pond a girl blushing... She sits and delights in the scent of the fresh lily harvested! ... and listens... Birds singing on the trees... ... Water noise, done by the wind! Shes quietly humming... ... A song about ripped mountains.... Now, when the sun gone, Hear everything that the day said to us, We know that mercy is the bottom... When every word is a shadow... Every minute, important as a treasure And every word is a pain! We know too much... ... I am important... ... a wooden ward... ... Beware of her word... There's written how to go, How to dream... And how to life. Shame for love, For this cruelty... She'll show us the world! Good, respect and desire Show only for these Who are the growers of these virtues. I loved the world... I loved us... ... Now I don't love anything! When the sun rises again, Miss will open her eyes! Will smile to golden waves... With a smile, squint her eyelets Later, she will approach her doll, ... And forget... 22:38 28.02.04
Smoke from incense
I’m writing boring poems The’re a bit fretful I’m calculating this minutes To my punishment I’m running barefoot in snow I’m swimming in silver boat I swim in at this padlock Along keyhole Steam tease’s me It is very hot And I swim along I will pass all sins 09:34 08.09.03
My new, clean step
A sheet of golden paper There is a new list on it Other enterprises Even the budget cut There is nothing more There is no one to say 'hi' Feelings change They don't give a reason When everything is coming to an end You can see small angels with a whip Whether the end will be good or bad They always get away from bad dreams I want to have someone I want someone to want to hug me I am ashamed to show you crying I am ashamed to show my shame I love innocence so much I love my otherness I love to sunbathe ... and knock down on other wine 02:48 1/15/04