eternal and neverending runaway from ourselves.
everlasting solitude without the possible way out.
where the only thing you can do is to give yourself
away to someone who will willingly count your breath.
who would even breath instead of you if you need so.
something, you do sign in with your blood once.
you can not give it away at all, but even thinking.
even thinking, you can give it away - is a wasting.
more than wasting, something to pay for later.
and not all of us keep a good chance of redemption.
i mean, since only lucky ones do have a path for that.
you should believe in the path, you had chosen then.
and not compare it to some other (not yours) paths.
in between you can meet someone, be with someone.
love (if you ever knew how to..) someone, be ravish?
be ravish and so beautiful, as all of us probably are.
go random, go deep, go on the other side of yourself.
but do come back, always come back.
because not everyone is granted with such a path.
to have someone, who will count your every breath.
when you forget to.
treasure it. keep it. make it even more important.
since you got all the freedom in the world, make it count.
give away that little something, you can. give your heart.
that changeable, filled in with blue oceans sharp icy heart.
and then you will have your redemption again.
...
do stay with someone like you, sacrifice your last breath for it.
and breath in all the pain, reflections, passion and attitude then.
but dont ask afterwards, if there is any kind of salvation beneath.
because there is no such of a kind. no one will save no one, true.
the mostly greatest thought for all the times --
keep the fucking balance. and watch all your tides.)