It's funny how the fate works - five years like five month

It passed me by so quickly without a second chance.

A second chance for anything, but now there's you

With everything so changed I don't know what to do.

My nervousness still shows…although I try to hide

The obvious is visible, ain't that a funny side?

Ironic yet preposterous – I try to be myself

And after all this time I can't help but regret

Regret my stupid silliness, regret I ran away

Regret the past’s not changeable…and now here I lay

An odd chain of emotions runs rushing through my head

And this amazing feeling I know I won’t regret

This calm relaxing feeling I get when next to you

No need to be pretending no matter what I do

It’s like you see inside me when look into my eyes

It’s like you know the real me – with you there are no lies.

With you the time freezes and everything seems great

The world just disappears – there’s no certain date

What month, what day, what year? I do not have a clue

It’s just this awesome feeling and no one else – just you.

Midnight Prayer

The monologue of endless night

I am so tired and so tempted

To find my forbidden knight

But possibility tonight

Seems too remoted and resented

But never willing to give in

To disappointment and sorrow

Not knowing where to begin

The fool I know I must have been

I hope I’ll dream of you tomorrow

Belief one day true will come

One day we will be reunited

Although the past remain undone

The years I can’t outrun

I plead my case to be presented

I prayed to find you – my soul mate

And now I ask just for one chance

One try to tell you that I love you

I want to spend my life beside you

Not just a one night standing sex…

Too far away for me to find

I do not know what’ll come of me

Can’t get you out of my mind

Refuse to leave it all behind

It’s dark all around me,

I’m thinking of you

So often I wander

Do you miss me too?

The touch of your hand,

The tone of your voice

So often I wander

Perhaps its just noise

When falling asleep

Do you picture my face?

When thinking of me

Does your heart faster race?

Do you dream of me often

Like I dream of you?

Or is it just I

The scars too deep to disappear

The pain too fresh to fade away

The knife too sharp to miss her fingers

Red river deep enough to lay

In pool of darkness, red oblivion

Her memories still tied to past

She stays forbidden and forgotten

And cries for one who didn’t last

But sun’ll come out, dry her tears

The cuts will turn in faded marks

Grey wall will slowly disappear

The cell will turn into the park

The place she used to play in as a child

The place that knows her inside

Where every tree will softly whisper,

“Remember child. It’s your life”

It’s quiet in the hidden room

Place of emotions running down

And not a single trace of soul

That’s found in this empty town

The window glass is tented black

With tiny sparkle looking out

Eyes searching for the answer’s end

But no one seems to be around

There are no voices and no whispers

There’re no emotions – only death

With masquerade of undead creatures

There’s nothing but a cold wind’s breath

But suddenly the silence’s broken

And once again I see the light

I feel the warmth of someone’s body

I’m not alone in this cold night.

I know you’re there, know you’re waiting

I know you’re searching for the one

And question only grows deeper

What’s gonna happen when you’ll come?

*L*I*F*E*

The hidden truth of the unknown

The treasures of forgotten past

We age, we learn and try to follow

Afraid of turning into dust.

But with the lesson life had granted

Which truth is chosen to live on?

And when ideas come confronted

It's those that fight that do move on

Through generations and through ages

We come to benefit from past

Forgetting of the long term grudges

Forgiving teaches us to last

We last through pain and through laughter

To understand what drives us through

Believing into something better

It lives in us... in me... in you....

I’m drawing veins with my knife

The color of the dark red rose

It used to be just snow-white skin

And now the muscle inside shows

It looks like shuttered broken dreams

It bleeds of pain and of sorrow

It shows the silly hopes and dreams

When does it end? Whom does it follow?

The fate…believes in one true love?

The lifeless juice of empty marrow

 Or is this it? The life is gone?

The unpredicted end of horror?

It was quiet - not a single sound broke the silence of the still night air. Suddenly a gasp followed by the loud scream ripped apart the silence in the room, “Don’t go!” slim fingers outstretched grasping the air, long silky lushes slowly opening. A dream, it was just a dream. The moonbeam shivered at the light - creek of the doorknob followed by the squeak of the wooden floor underneath small bare feet - dim light revealed the petite female siluet covered by what appeared to be a silky white robe. Walking up to the window, she gracefully leaned over the ledge, her eyes staring of into the darkness of the streets. A soft blow of the wind pushed the wave of long brown locons of her face, slender fingers tapping gently on the gloss surface of the old photo. "Where are you…" she thought to herself overlooking the empty city of what was known as the City Of Lost Angels - she was one of them. An angel lost in the world of harsh reality. So often her mind would mingle in the midst of dreams...but that's exactly what they were - dreams...little fantasies growing inside her childlike imagination. Even at the age of twenty-two she was still a kid at heart. A heart that was broken by someone she thought of as her savior…someone who turned out to be just another predator, just another one of those man you see standing in the fog of the dark alleyways scanning women as they walked by in search of his next prey. "I wander if it will ever stop raining" she spoke quietly her gaze shifting down to the picture, a man standing in the midst of the fogy streets. A drop of cold-water landed on her cheek; it started raining the day he left, the day she ripped free from his claws, the day she died and was reborn. "Can't rain forever, can it?" A sad sigh escaped her lips, as she pulled back into the dark room, her hands untied the rope letting the silk material slide down her smooth skin, landing at her feet. Completely naked, covered by nothing, but the darkness surrounding her, she paused, as if caught of guard by another thought. Her eyes narrowed, setting few candlewicks into flames, lighting up her room. Slowly she made her way to the mirror - same reflection looked out - a woman of a slim build, small breasts, gentle curves and a half broken smile. It seemed like the only thing that has been changing was her age, maybe her experience in life, but never her reflection - always the same person looking out from the still glass surface.