insanity

naked truth

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what a strange beauty there is
in learning from the opposites

I love freely
because I know how it feels
not to be loved

I appreciate little things
whole heartedly
because I know how it is
to be taken for granted

I try hard to understand
because I know how it feels
to be misunderstood

I am and I am not
yet I persist

I often smile at the sun
I seek light
because I have seen
the darkest of nights

I know what freedom is
because I had been tied down
for too long to a place
I didn’t belong

I long for my home
because I know how agonizing
that separation is

covered in thorns
I delight in soothing
someone’s pain
having drowned in tears
I delight in a smile on a face

yes, you can call me insane
because I know there is nothing
no nothing in staying sane

I know yet I remain a fool
hiding behind words
look how I spill
my heart out

how amazing it is, I wonder
to have learnt from contradictions

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photography by Nassima Rothacker : http://www.nassimarothacker.com

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fragmented lament

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warm forehead
smeared ashes
tipping
on the edge of insanity

slow destruction
utter chaos
swirl
in beautiful symphony

flowering
from wounds
your words, your face
and unspeakable agony

between these lines
nothing
no nothing
but your legacy
forever inscribed
in red ink

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art by Michał Mozolewski

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