PSYCHO

My dear psychotic,

you look at me

as if you own me,

as if I 've ever been

your possession.

To your cold blue eyes

I 'm reflecting ugly and small.

You have no right on me!

You gave me some,

I gave you your world.

You insist your world is mine too.

That's wrong, 

at liest there is a place

completely mine.

My paradise is warm and wellcoming.

There is a real lover there,

who is looking at me

as if I was his fairy,

who is thinking I have needs too,

who is making me feel worthy.

Take your pills and try

to bear my loneliness...

Don't worry! 

I have nothing but a dream 

anymore.

You can break it anytime you wish.

Just by waking me up.

ALLURENCE

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Your photos are everywhere.

Eyes are looking for me endlessly.

Green-maroon eyes.

Eyes shadowed  by tears.

I want to kiss them,

To kiss your soft lips.

EIMAI MANA

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Είμαι μάνα. Ζω μόνο για τα τέσσερα υπέροχα εγκλήματα μου. Το να ζω για τον εαυτό μου δεν έχει κανένα πρακτικό νόημα πια ... Το επιχείρησα, αλλά  συνεχώς απορροφώμαι από διψασμένη γη, καταναλώνομαι από την ακόρεστη τους "πείνα για" ... Είμαι μάνα. Είμαι απλά ένα αναμμένο κερί.

TO MY MOTHER

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I have a Mother ...
My start, my principle .
Powerless,
the all mighty.
Scared,
the fearless.
Tired,
The tireless.
Confused,
the straight.
My life offered bitterness to her .
She dreamed of me
to walk on rose petals.
And whenever I paw thorns,
she was bleeding, against my will.
I have a Mother.
I didn't ever  reach her deeds
She always was in front of me in the battle,
I  always was following her.
I have a Mother ...
Mother, be calm!
Stay with me.
Hold on, as long as you can.
I will miss you unbearably,
when you'll go ...
Have I ever let you know?

ΣTH MANA MOY

Έχω Μάνα...

Η αρχή μου.

MY SILLY TRUTH

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I don't like hypocrites

and I don't like seducers

I like you.

Love me if you wish, 

but do not be in love with me.

I think I'm dangerous,

because I'm very hurt.

You didn't hurt me!

I am hurt by my deeds.

But at least I tried, see...

I tried always to be me.

No matter what I suffered,I'm brave.

I forgive everyone and everything.

I especially forgive myself.

We did what we could just do. 

If we could do more,

we would have done it for sure.

I was not there with you,

but I can see through people.

I feel your sorrow.

I'm sincere with you to protect you.

And I'm not teasing you.

Although what I'm saying, 

could be heard completely silly,

I'm telling you my truth.

PHOENIX IN LOVE

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I feel so old and tired!
Each time I fall in love
I 'm transformed into a newborn soul.
And then when I fail,
it seems as if I wake up 
a hundred years later.
A few months ago I could fly,
I was walking to the moon,
I was making plans and spells,
I was a witch and a fairy,
I could seduce or conquer the world.
I lost you and I feel so minimal.
No one swears on my name.
No one 's dreaming of me.
I became a simple common tiny grain
in the humans sand, 'cause
You cannot see me anymore 
as a shiny grain of gold.
Love turns us to phoenixes, 
reborn from our ashes
and then burnt into ashes again.
What a turbulent and heartbreaking circle,
the circle that Eros draws around us!

MOTHER

I'm a mother.

I just live  for

my four wonderful crimes.

To live for myself

has no practical meaning anymore...

I tried,but

I'm continuously absorbed by thirsty ground,

I'm consumed by the insatiable "in hunger"...

I'm a mother.

I'm just a lit candle.

THE GAP

I feel wasted.
Time is passing.
I see it passing
and I'm worried.
I hate watches.
I hate the hourglass
in my head
and the other one
in my heart.
I could persuade myself
I'm invincible by time.

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But I must admit
my lightness.
I should take off
my eyeballs
not to be aware
of the view.
To do not compare
you and my every day.
Crisis moment: "I met you"
I know you are not a big deal.
But you were my deal.
My only real "mine"
and the only "mine"
I never possessed.
The only "mine" in an unique
gap of my time.

HOUSE OF CARDS

House of Cards (2005)

By Sasha Chaitow on 9 Jan 2012 

I cannot stand it,
I want to escape.
Do you understand me?
I feel weak.
I feel puzzled.
I need help.
I'm trapped.
Like a mouse 
in my own mousetrap.
Everyone thought
I was strong, mighty,
'cause I, first of all
I was deceiving myself.
I wanted to believe
in my beautiful myth,
to do not accept
all my life was a big mistake,
to lie to myself about the 
perfect dream I created.
I woke up so old,
I couldn't go back.
And now my house of cards
is demolished by the 
shining powerful reality.
I couldn't do anything more...
I don't believe myself anymore.
It is you, you, you!
Why didn't you let me sleep?
Why, you scam, since you planned
to go away?
Sorry? You cannot be sorry!
I cannot excuse you!
I'm through for ever,
I cannot excuse even me!
I faced the perfection
meeting you!
I cannot be deceived anymore...