Amori Oscuri: vol. II - some silly stream

 In this time of fear

in this spot of darkness

I see the light

breaking out the leads

You're the mask I'm wearing daily

to not see what's really beneath.

Eye catch to fulfill your day

to break out the ordinary.

I enjoy every moment seeking for a new dawn

to discover that nothing stills in the end.

I came up with my senses

to create a world of magic. 

Just in case you ask,

I'm totally a mess.

Searching a way to catch up myself 

anything pass me by keeping me stand.

But I just wanna fly, please give me some rest,

sorry didn't mean to offend, you're just crossing my way.

That not bothers me till you keep going.

But if you settle down,

I will cry out myself to scare you back.

Nothing matters if you're mad. 

Just you and yourself,

excuse me please if I don't stand

to keep glowing to make you smile.

Now I'm on my own to shine alone.

I don't know how to do it,

I can't say what will be,

But already I know I will not bow.

Your sentence sounds sweet

your motion feels horny 

I feel ready to turn on 

but I know it will not grow.

We're free hunters 

in the night fighting

to have some relief.

In this moment I see

we seek for love

but too free to change,

we keep the feeling,

but still in meaning,

like a dragonfly

still in the flow.

But we are here now as we are

and tomorrow will be just sorrow.

Nothing stills just the memory,

you know I don't feel to sleep.

Just riding in the sky

like a mad lullaby

over the imaginary

till the fire's on

let it burn out

and than go back 

to our roles.

Knoking from door to door,

keeping a smile to warm their lives,

acting always wild,

charming with a look.

Alone continuing to search

what keeps you high.

Bulling yourself deep down,

to be perfect and hold up the world,

to feel pretty to keep the shine,

to make others rise,

to help change their lives.

Are we enemies or just occasional meeters?

Are we lovers or just happening healers?

Chearing sometimes together in our graves 

sending vibes to the universe.

How can I catch the wind's heart,

till I don't know my own?

Asking for freedom in the afternoon, 

willing just cuddling in the morning.

Just feeling blue and unconsciously in love.

What really Love is?

The fear to loose made you loose me 

The fear to be not enough, made me worthless for you.

The finest love cannot manage the need to keep crawling.

The love, real one, endless and still is free.

You're moving back to a comfort zone

so will not be asked to challenge your life and decisions.

I need to search for myslef.

I need to keep strong only for me, and no more others rock.

I need to celebrate me.

I'm a complete mess, 

but I still love anything on my way: 

keep bleading happily, smiling suffering.