Grew under the sunshine and the salty air of a long forgotten island situated in the middle of nowhere. Currently I'm lost in between countries and leaving airplanes trying to figure out too many things and a life complicated to the core.
Personal #quote #3 We all long for happiness, but none of us can appreciate our moments of sadness for what they have to offer; a seed to grow hope inside!
Caged Bird's Dream One question only I have asked. One more chance to be given, one last chance. I need nothing of you but this simple task: open the cage and let me go. Let me go and let me fly. I will spread these dirty wings and flap them hard. I will break boundaries and grab every chance that comes. I will finally start on my journey and only mine it will be. I only ask of you... This one tiny little thing. My freedom in two words. "You can" Just tell me. Tell me because deep down, on the inside... I know I can.
I Used To Dream Of A Knight What can you do when you get caught in the hook? What can you possibly think of when all there is in your world is that one man, that hook to keep you still? What will you do when you are hooked by heart and soul to a fishing rod that's made of maybes and cants? Who will take the blame, him or I, I the willing victim who stumbled in his hook, and had my heart taken? I used to dream at night, of adventures and castles hidden in the woods, of epochs of eternal light and everlasting love. I used to dream like every other girl, of this dark knight who would offer me his sword and unlike most little girls, I used to want to fight for him. I wanted to fight. For my knight. For my heart. Now I am a grown woman and the sword is piercing through my heart. He is here, that knight of mine, and at the same time not. He is with me one moment and the next he is with her. Who can rewrite the fairytales? Who can give the woman who fought a chance to a happier ending? Fairytales are as they are. Knights rescue princesses and the poor fighter girl remains in the side holding her bloody, ripped, hooked heart.
Take Me Home Take me home- Where the sun still shines bright And the air smells of earth and salt Take me back- To where the sea bathes the sun And water devours both rocks and shells Take me- To see that old good friend of mine Pitch black sky weaved with diamonds of the night Take me home- Where my soul wishes to be rested And my ashes scattered to the four winds Take me one last time- Back to where I begun And leave me there forever -resting in my land
