Some stories are to be kept secret, some are to be forgotten, and some are to be kept and lived with forever.
Walking in the shadows of a night through the cold rain. Seeing at every corner everything you desire, the memories begin to come back to life. As the wound you had opens up, it starts to hurt so badly. There is nothing you can do. Raising your head in the rain, you start to open up. You let everything out, every tear, every bit of pain left inside you. Time passes, you start to get forgotten by everyone you ever knew. The path clears up and you are given another chance to be free. Start everything from the ground up.
With no one left by your side. and no one to stay in your way. The journey to a new world began. A place that you never thought was there, brand new people, brand new things to explore. Watching and observing all by myself, this new world that has opened up. With fear and excitement in the eyes, making the first steps to something unknown.
Almost nothing left, no more love, no more passion, no more trust in the unknown. Growing and ageing through the shadows of everyone around me. Looking in the mirror, my eyes, all I see are the closed doors, every mistake, the pain, the loneliness, the the hell that I was given to go through. The depth of the black spreads as the blue disappears.
Every photograph you had, is like a knife in your back, a wound to be reopened. Lost in ideas and dreams of vain, the lost moments that made you grew up, made you wiser. Starting to realize that is better to feel something, rather than nothing. And if life gives you nothing, but the worst there could be for you, then I rather feel pain then nothing at all.
Men, women, human or not, the mirror in everyone's eyes betrays what you pretend to be. The dreams that were crushed by others and taken from you, makes you weaker. If you don't know how to use it for you benefit, that is. The nights depth gets stronger and stronger, with nothing on what once was a black pitch sky with stars and a bright moon. In the end, the worst comes out of everyone.
Your eyes tell the truth, your story is for you to know, as the lesson is to be learned.
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Originally published on 28.10.2012.