Out of the shell

Hey It's Me

[thefreemymind]

Written by me for you 

[thefreemymind]

Of all the times you have left me 

In time, I would make my peace with it

But now you have returned

And holded me like never before

A safe place 

A home

And what if the storm comes again and takes you with it?

Making me try to run without the legs to do so

Making me write without fingers to do so

Making me think and overthink as I used to and do so

A liveless body waitting to be occupied again

Because if u were to leave me you would steale a part of me that would never return

A part that belongs to you,

since u stole the meaning of love.

 Love is not something anymore

Not a feeling

Not a word 

Love is you Love

Shell - 14/01

[siir-poesia]

There is no silence without noise, there is no darkness without light. No consequence without action, there is no joy without you.

There is no madness without sanity, there is no hate without love. There is no death without life, there is no “ you and me ” without you.

There is no night without day, there is no tomorrow without today. There is no white without black, there is no essence without your love.

There is nothing without something, there is no us without me. There is no moon without the sun, there is no us without you.

No hay silencio sin ruido, no hay oscuridad sin luz. No hay consecuencia sin acción, no hay alegría si no estás tú.

No hay locura sin cordura, no hay odio sin amor. No hay muerte sin vida, no hay sin vos un “ tú y yo ”.

No hay noche sin día, no hay mañana sin hoy. No hay blanco sin negro, no hay esencia sin tu amor.

No hay nada sin algo, no hay nosotros sin mí. No hay luna sin sol, no hay nosotros sin ti.

—-siir-poesia—–

[poetry-siir]

I’m going to make you eternal on a blank sheet until the day you come and escapes from my dreams.

Get involved in my body give me words that I make you verse that rhyme with your soul.

Tame my fire, turn off my desire that I celebrate life when in my arms once again I have you.

poetry-siir cc

Te voy a hacer eterna en una hoja blanca hasta el día que vengas y de mi sueño salgas.

Enrédate en mi cuerpo regálame palabras que yo te hago verso que rimen con tu alma.

Doma mi fuego, apaga mi deseo que yo la vida celebro cuando en mis brazos una vez más te tengo.

poetry-siir (cc)

[thefreemymind]

You have the power to detroy me

completly

and the power to make me the happiest and most full

I have ever been

[thefreemymind]

Of all the viruses in the world

This one stopped it all

It stopped us

We stopped

But we started to move again

And we learned

From the sickeness

From ourselves

From others

We learnt what we thought we new

And we started to live

We started to heal

From the pass

For the future

And in the present

And people healed

And found themselves

Some people lost it all

Some gained some more

And In the end

We all learnt

We are healing

And learning

And we are moving again

- Shell - 27/09

[thezeroquotes]

I mustn't look at you too much, or I won't be able to take my eyes off you at all.

— Franz Kafka

[thefreemymind]

“Oh, and I'm falling into the arms of naked truth Not surprised to see the sky and only think of you”

Female Energy, Part 2

Willow Smith

[misplacedfeels]

L'amore e la droga sono due aspetti che mi hanno cambiata per sempre.

Il primo mi ha fatto perdere il mio essere, la seconda mi ha fatto perdere l'umanità.

Entrambi mi hanno fatto perdere me.

[langleavpoetry]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.” - Henry David Thoreau, Walden

[thebookquotes]

I am someone who thinks and feels much – more than is reasonable. And that is all.

— Virginia Woolf, from Moments Of Being: Unpublished Writings

[bnmxfld]

Don’t ever think that everyone who leaves wants to.

Rachel Wolchin (via bnmxfld)

[thefreemymind]

The saddest way

of being sad 

is not knowing why

- Shell - 03.07

[cidscience-deactivated20210107]

Durante meses procurei a felicidade noutra pessoa, procurei alguém que fosse o meu abrigo, e por isso fui cegada pela incessante busca por algo que só tu tinhas. Queria estar ao teu lado mas ia embora por outra pessoa, sentia-te mas declarava-me a outra pessoa.

Agora sinto-me ridícula por saber que sempre te procurei nela.

[thefreemymind]

Olhos curiosos 

Mentes ocupadas

Os traços agora os desenho 

Como um pintor perdido

Em busca da sua obra prima

Uma obra inacabada 

Acabada de começar

[thefreemymind]

Conversas inacabadas 

Por olhares infinitos