letter 2

For the first time I feel distance inside 

Walk away I was not able to, although you showed me the way.

still some type of distance got inside. 

maybe for being too much, 

too one sided, too much of me and too little of you. 

still when I see you not like your normal way, preoccupied or sad, my heart beats slower with one punch of a giant or with the blink of an eye. 

it stops for one second and whispers to the wind of change that follows your left ear - you are wonderful and kind and even harsh when things don't go as you planned. 

split in two

my heart is split in two

and I have no way out 

two parts 

the mother and the wild woman

the rules follower and the rebel 

the responsibile and the stars runner 

the dreamer and the analytic one 

never one side story of my life 

song

sent me a song once 

in a space you never left out 

and I felt it

I dont know how you do it 

how you make me feel 

more than to think,

because I usually do use my green waves

I am used to it. 

you seem to think more, so I can feel more when you are around.  

hidden truth

a time comes when hidden truth

reveals from within

a time comes when I need to choose

what I can live with, or live without. 

a time of change and heart ache. 

overdressed hands

overdressed 

my hands start to tell the world

the story of the women behind me

the unheard 

the unbalanced 

the unconditional loving woman 

the mother

the ones that took the hardship in their 

tears, 

in their guts or on their skin

the ones that carried all the bad in their bones.

not letting it touch their children. 

not letting it out 

still nothing you hide inside 

stays hidden forever

it comes back from within 

generations after. 

Autumn Dream

familiar faces spread across the globe within the tree of life's roots.

its leaves shares their laughter

when they slowly fly to the lowest level of Hades's world. 

Autumn's dream is endless

and starts on the 31st of August

The best and last day of summer. 

tree of life

in your absence, 

your presence appears tattooed on my skin like an old oak 

that has no other reason 

to be than life itself.