The first version of my translated poetry, written around 2 years ago.
Tag: #writer
Leave her alone
Just her
So there is no more mistakes
A little tired
And torn
I have a headword in the head
He who is called
The loss of senses
But still ideas
I have a lot
I think about this hot seal
Which was at night
Is it gone now?
I don’t know what shouldn’t I think
To make it go in a companion
With my understanding
But I already
Don’t know
I just don’t know …
When I look at my hands
I think how to escape this torture
I don’t know the answer
I fighting with what is in my head
Want to free myself from it
I’m cursing from it
I fall into madness from this
I think things the other way round
I don’t know what’s going on
I watch the wind blows
I’m leaving
I go away
I can do it
Forever Yours
My golden armor
I have a problem with myself
As with spoiled water
I must bear it
Still hold back
I would like to be close
Feel the fire
Look at heaven
Efface all traces
Rotate in space
Not have to hide
Self reflection
Ok, what I was going to say first… Then I had something funny but I don’t remember anymore I had an earthquake in my personal space, and although everything is perfectly where it was it feels like one big mess I have to clean all over. And just yesterday I managed to get my thoughts under control and leave the ‘shiny’ ones out but now they’re gonna have to go invisible again. And I’m tired of hiding my values just because the time and place is not right and something can happen to (…) But maybe that’s way it has to happen and afterwards I won’t have to hide ever again; I’m not scared anymore, just sad. Not sure which is worst. scared you can hug and fear goes away, sad you can hug and tears keep flowing.
You know, anytime I manage to pull myself back together, which is especially hard for me with the mental disorders that I have, like OCD not to mention others. I’m proud of myself when I do it, and then I feel ready, ready to live not under cover, to be me, to do what I enjoy, learn things, explore. Unfortunately that never lasts too long, shortly after I get a invisible hammer, it’s not heavy, but when it hits you everything in your head flies, and then I try to catch them thoughts not to lose them but I only manage few, the rest is always to rebuild.
Now I finally feel I understood my flaws and I feel free, calm. I fought so much in life, wanting to get one, I was just surviving one day after another. Now I still have to survive but I’m ready to live too. In November last year I realised something as a result of my another stupidity, and decided, it’s time to stop crying over myself and last chance to pursue my dreams. Of course it wasn’t easy, after a while doing it alone I thought I cannot anymore, I wanted to stop for good. But I was real in my feelings however I got scared. I thought I can’t make it alone. And then a miracle happened, I’ve gone reckless again, this time from fear, and maybe that’s why I was saved. God didn’t let me turn back, instead showed me how can I go further. I am still very unstable with my thoughts, this time though I fight with myself and I’m winning.
Glass is broken
I promise I will never be sad again
And this ragged from me canvas
It will stay away somewhere
My desires will flow ...
I don’t want a lover anymore
Because like a broken glass
Bubble soap
The only thing beautiful has it is beautiful wings
I'm not doing anything
Because everything is a trick
And my power
It will flow into this night
And he will cover everything like a golden blanket
I am in despair of distress
Maybe someone will see it?
Maybe will me help a little
And I will see gold aurora
I would like to fly to the clouds
Find a bag full of dreams
Sprinkle them
So it never again will be bad
Never cry again
Never hesitate
I feel free
Capable of everything
I'm quail
I kneel before God
I want to leave my souls
When the moon is listening
I'm sorry for what has finished
What was from my life
I love everything around
I listen when heaven's calling
Yes, it's all the time
Squeezed in a leather belt
I fight with it
With my memories
And with everything else
I will destroy all those guilty
I'm dying
 I gathering my strength
It all hurts me
My heart is reprimanding
I hate you
My lost time
Everything spoiled?
No! I am preparing my revenge
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