Closed in self

 I can't write poems
 First one wasn't good either
 I lost myself in nothingness
 On my way to freedom!
 I can't count the stars
 It's also difficult to enter my heart
 I still hear a hissing sound
 I want this nightmare to disappear
 I have two hopes
 The wind will blow them away
 I want to kill the thoughts
 I want to lure you peacefully
 I want to get out
 I want to be free
 22:14 27/12/04

Flow of blood makes us float

 Blood in a hot woman
 Shivering coldly
 She cuddled in
 In a blanket, for the night
 Woke up in the morning
 With no soul, no body
 Only a shadow...
 And thoughts
 Same as every day
 Torture with no money
 Phaetetic entreaty
 Supplications of a woman
 Let them stay
 So they don’t mock her
 Thoughts aren’t listening
 Want to torture her
 But she is just only
 A little, innocent kid
 Poor little girl
 In a shield of a strong woman
 Too grown up
 And yet too small
 She found herself in the wrong place
 At the wrong time
 Now she wants to get outside
 Away from this envy around her
 High to the clouds to the God
 Not to hear anymore...
 Not to see anymore...
 Not to feel anymore...
 ...and not to think!
 11:16 24.09.03

They…

 they have beaten my ambitions
 they did not hide they want to destroy me
 and here I am starting
 I walk, not bending legs
 I will make a revenge
 with just water and bread
 I will reach the top
 I’ll assure myself good
 for my family too;
 like such a small hedgehog
 awkward
 but neat
 defends himself
 it flies through forests
 and he wins!
 later he washes away
 me the same,
 Dear Mum
 I will show you too,
 what will happen will be true