READY, STEADY, GO...

All that glitters is not gold: it’s crystal clear there’s something fishy going... I’m all at sea and I don’t feel up to rolling the dice, I’ve bolt myself in an airtight shelter, a cocoon where I can bang the door to such bitter mist. I’ve been torn to shreds which have put out to sea... The blaze of colour that gave off broad daylight has gone out and I’m left on my own with a lump in my throat. My eyes are crying out, flooded with painful tears and I just can’t tame them, they are drowned out by the dizziness. Not all is as easy as falling off a log, dispelling my doubts is a bottomless well, a funnel that soaks me up and ties me to the nothingness. I’ve thrown in the towel, I find it hard to turn a deaf ear to it all, that's asking me much.

I wish fairy tales existed...

NOTHING TO WRITE HOME ABOUT...

Loneliness, all keeps quiet and silence takes it all. Such a thick fog clouds my soul and thoughts have already dried up... How odd! I have got stuck in confusion and thoughts just do as they please, wanting me to let them be... but it’s not that easy: there’s something that pulls me to back down my steps, all myself have to put up with it. Where are my spirits? By now I certainly don’t know, my thinking is a storm of tellings-off and I don’t feel up to make way towards such rough scene. Even though I count to three and try hard to pick up the value that makes it all turn out perfectly, it’s not a good day for certain. A cloth holds me and doesn’t leave me alone with my flashes. I’m lost, but there’s nothing, after all, stopping me to carry on from now on... Let’s have a go on it, though healed wounds will never disappear!

To forget your sorrows... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfxTsn3fvqw