When the reason hesitates,
and the voice of the heart
is the only thing that you can hear
no-one light can distract you
from the darkness
that obscure your eyes...
A tiring day's end
She went into her bedroom without turning on the light. From the outside, in the background, came the noise of the city nestled in a rainy, autumn evening. It had been a tiring day, and she sank on the mattress as soon as she took off her shoes, wearing the big headphones that had just bought. She closed her eyes and turned on the I-pod, breathing deeply as the music began to spread in the environment, calming her, talking to her and expressing that same state of anguished rage that nowadays was completely filling her days.
La fine di una giornata pesante
Entrò nella propria camera da letto senza nemmeno accendere la luce, mentre da fuori, sullo sfondo, provenivano i rumori della città immersa in una piovosa serata autunnale. Era stata una giornata pesante, e la ragazza si lasciò ricadere sul materasso non appena si fu sfilata le scarpe, indossando subito dopo le grandi cuffie che aveva appena comprato. Chiuse gli occhi ed accese l'ipod, respirando profondamente mentre la musica iniziava a diffondersi nell'ambiente, calmandola, parlando per lei ed esprimendo quello stesso stato di angosciata rabbia che ormai riempiva completamente le sue giornate.
The ideas run away
For a moment, everything freezes in my head
and the ideas, achieved so laboriously
run away, all of a sudden
leaving me sitting at a desk
holding a pen and a blank sheet of paper
that's waiting in vain
to be filled with fantasy...
Le idee fuggono via
Per un attimo, tutto si raggela nella mia testa
e le idee, così faticosamente raggiunte
fuggono via all'improvviso
lasciandomi seduta alla scrivania,
con una penna in mano ed un foglio bianco davanti agli occhi
che aspetta inutilmente di essere riempito di fantasia...
The deadly dance sinuous
The deadly, wrapped in a veil of blue and gold
dance sinuous for his shadow skinned king
in a swirl of crackling, fiery sparks
and a silvery smile opens in the night's face
revealing a quiet, crescent moon...
La mortale danza sinuosa
La mortale, avvolta in un velo azzurro ed oro
danza sinuosa per il suo re dalla pelle d'ombra
in un crepitante turbinio di scintille ardenti
ed un sorriso argenteo si apre sul volto della notte
rivelando un silenzioso spicchio di luna...
I see the flames rising from the lonely mountain
and in a frosty wintry swirl, the soot will rest,
when the wind will eventually stop to blow
on the face of the heroes
who are now facing brother Fate
looking at the dragon fly away
directed elsewhere, defeated forever...
Vedo delle fiamme innalzarsi dalla montagna solitaria
ed in un gelido turbinio invernale la fuliggine si poserà,
quando il vento finirà di soffiare
sul volto degli eroi
che ora stanno affrontando fratello Destino
guardando il drago allontanarsi in volo,
diretto altrove, sconfitto per sempre...
I'd Rather Be DeadYou're always asking me if I had anything worth dying for.
I'll pose the opposite to you and ask you this:
"Why is it that you find life to be worth living?"
Is it so interesting to go through each day feeling anxious?
To the point that you feel nauseated enough to collapse.
Is it so joyous to spend each night staring at a blank ceiling,
Hearing the clock tick on toward morning,
And yet you lie awake.
Tired, but awake, emotionless, but awake...
Do you truly get up each day, facing it with optimism.
Or do you look at the news and the state of the world,
And genuinely fear for your safety?
Now, if it were me that you had asked my dear,
I'd tell you quite honestly: That I'd rather be dead.
At least I would not have to hear the white lie inside my head.
That tomorrow will bring me a 'better' day...
But of course, you are welcome to believe that.
Bully You're ugly.
You'll never amount to anything.
No one will ever like you.
If you think he'll stay, you're mistaken.
You have no friends.
People hate you.
You are a freak.
You have no place here.
You are nothing more than a coward who
is too afraid to step outside half the time.
Your face is like something from a horror movie.
No one will ever truly fall in love with you.
Guys want girls that are beautiful and face it,
you are considered everything but that.
Hide behind your hair dye because you want to
feign like you don't care.
But inside the cruel eyes of others burn holes into
You will never amount to anything.
The only thing you will ever be good for
is cleaning up dog shit.
You will never be good enough.
Why bother even dreaming?
How can you consider the possibility of love
when everything you do, the way you look, walk,
talk, move, think, can only ever be seen as
Not only is the outside hideous;
the inside is no better.
Why do you think you've
Stripping MeYou may take what you want from me,
Be it my pride or dignity.
You may throw insults at me,
And burn the shredded pieces of my sanity.
You may belittle me, as much as you want,
If only to make your meager life worth living.
But even if you do all that...
No one will protect you when I pull you into the dark.
No one will try to search for you, as my leather ropes tie you down.
No one will hear your screams as metallic screws drive into your face,
Etching an eternal smile, since you'll never leave this place...
"Now then, my dear sweet James, shall we play our favourite game?"
We Only Live To DieThis is what we live for—these whispers on our lips
The drying bits of blood on our paper-cut fingertips
Opening the letters that we left our future selves
A bittersweet reminder of those storybooks on the shelves
This is what we live for – this emotion in our souls
The torture and the bittersweet moments of lost control
Biting cracked lips with the dirt beneath our nails
These moments of imperfection as our trains of thought derail
This is what we live for – shutting doors and opening eyes
Smiling for a moment, before the tears reveal our lies
This is what we live for, this reality, this life…
This is what we live for,
As we only live
Past Tense BluesWases
So are weres;
And it's the becauses
That make them feel
That much worse.
You're Going to be Okay.It’s not your fault.
It’s not what you deserve.
Don’t think that way,
Because one day,
This won’t matter anyways.
Keep your head held high for now,
I know it hurts,
Words can feel suffocating.
As you feel like your lungs are collapsing,
Under the weight of the pain,
In your chest.
I know it stings,
And it seems like it takes forever for the bell to ring.
As you count down the hours.
But it doesn’t matter.
When you just go home,
To sit in your room alone.
Because words unlike bruises don’t go away.
Once they are said they are here to stay.
And silence is excruciating.
But being in a crowd of violent stares,
Is no better.
So where do you go?
Is the question you’ll never know.
But don’t give up just yet!
Things will not always be like this.
Yes, today seems hopeless.
Tomorrow seems worse.
One more day of hearing another hateful word.
Might make your head explode,
And sometimes you want to drive yourself completely off the road.
You are someone's reason to liveShe had skin like a cactus-
could only hurt
anyone who got
she held what
You have to know pain to....Sometimes you have to fall apart.
You have to bleed out,
In order to have the courage to shout.
Against the darkness.
You have to know what it's like,
To feel disconnected,
To be best friends with your anxiety,
Because it's the only thing to keep you company.
Because you've never felt so lonely.
Even though you're surrounded in a sea of noise,
Which drowns out your voice.
As you choke,
On society's noose
You're afraid to cut it loose.
Because you don't know what others will think of you.
You have to know depression.
You have to know what it's like to be alone.
You have to know what it's like to be silenced.
In order to appreciate breathing,
And to fall in love with colors.
After being blind,
For all of that time.
And only being able to see memories,
In order to appreciate a person's presence.
And the feeling,
When you finally find a friend.
Who will stick with you until the end.
And not judge you for your scars.
But loves who you are.
RapeI am a seventeen year old boy
I have determination in my bright blue orbs.
My smile can calm even the strongest tempest.
My friends are nothing short of amazing,
and my family...well, they are some of the most
supportive people I have in my life.
I'm going to make it big. Have a family,
live in a big house.
I'm going to marry my princess, have money
I'll be happy.
And my children will look up to me,
so will my wife. I'll protect them,
I'll be their role model.
I'll be the grandpa my grand kids love.
I'll live a long life, until it's time for me to go.
And even then, I'll be smiling down, not ready
to really depart from happiness.
I'm a seventeen year old boy,
and my tears stain my ruffled jacket.
I can't smile like I used to, but I try.
But I'm still so lonesome.
Where were the friends that understood me?
Where was the family that supported me?
They try, but I can't let them in.
My future crumbles, my wife vanishes,
my children...their children, drown in the