terça-feira, 14 de abril de 2015

ezgi polat

The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."

And tonight the heavy earth is falling
away from all other stars in the loneliness.

We're all falling. This hand here is falling.
And look at the other one. It's in them all.

And yet there is Someone, whose hands
infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.

rainer maria rilke

i spend all my days trying to find the right way to tell you how I feel. how bad my heart goes – and every morning i look at mirror and i say: i’m better now. i really can rest – but my body hurts. my soul crashes into small pieces and i’m broken. i’m so fucking broken that I guess I never be myself again – when you leave me. my skin became glass and all my bones frozen. my body started to being a glaciar. and i’m so polar - sometimes I think about us and it’s like a dream that a dreamt so far ago. i remember your voice telling me things. sweet memories of places where i never go – one day. in the future. my dark and deep soul will rebirth and my body finally goes into the light

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