Monthly Archives: January 2015

Fire of love

A fire inside you
Keeps you warm
Is your energy
Your beauty
Your destiny

When all these positive feelings crash together
You feel like being the happiest human in the world
It’s great sometimes, isn’t it?

Beauty of life comes from inside us
Everyone has his/ her own beauty
share it with the ones we love
share it with the ones who love us
Is the best feeling ever

This fire inside us
It’s always there
It takes care

We can light it up
Make us shine bride
To enjoy what we are
To love us and the ones we love

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Having a bad day

Running
far, far away
To the middle of nowhere
On a grey day

Try to run
Closed eyes
No fun

A way
on a day
Don’t know where to stay

Missing the ones
of my heart, which runs
Runs, because it doesn’t want to hurt

Hurting, because I know there is life
Everyone has her/ his own way to survive

Sometimes it is hard to stand loneliness
It surrounds my mind in darkness

This darkness is killing me
It does not make me see

Days like this are okay
There will be another day
Loosing the darkness
Seeing the sun
A day of fun

Happiness

What are your reasons to feel happy about?

I love these little things.

Going outside, looking around, enjoying this beauty, which surrounds me. Enjoy to live in a world with all these fascinating creatures.
It is so fascinating to watch the seasons and how it influence all the plans and animals and us.

I also feel so happy and proud of the ones I love. They make life more beautiful.

I love dancing. Breakdance, Street and House give me passion, motivation and selfconfidence. It is art like writing, which means very much to me!

I am a thinker. It is the best that could have happened to me. Of course it makes me going crazy sometimes, but I love to think about topics to find a way to understand them. Topics are life, relationships, feelings, humans, nature etc

It is great to find a way to be myself
Every situation influences me
I learn so much
And try to find a way to make it through life

Family and Friendships

Everyone knows them
We all have them
Relationships

There are these ones you are born in
The ones, who love you, because they are supposed to love you
Your family

Of course there are always two sides, because family is a home, which you cannot choose.
You can be a lucky one and be happy and proud of having these wonderful family members, but there is also the opposite side.
Some have a big family others a small one.
Our families we are born.
Of course it depends on every person, how a relationship between two people works.
But what we know is, that we can do our best to make it work.
Of course there are the ones, who make it possible to have a good relationship, but there are also the ones, who make it impossible to have a good relationship with them.

So we can say family can be a part of us, which make us happy and proud
But it also can be a part, which make us sad.

There is this possibility we always have: Looking for friends!
Friends:
A risk and luck.
When you meet someone the first time, you have this feeling in your stomach, whether you like this person or not.
This feeling, we all know it, but the question why do we feel like it, do you think there might be an answer?
I do not find any. Of course we are influenced by the appearance and by the acting of the person, but it does not answer my question.
We start to like a person. We talk to each other, get to know each other and become friends.
There might be two ways now. Your friend is not the kind of person, which make your friendship work or your friend is exactly the one for a wonderful friendship.
You are having this wonderful friend now. You spend time together and will share many memories.
But most important you love each other in a wonderful, special way. A friendship love.
Friendships are like having a second family. It is like a chosen one. You decide who becomes part of it.
Loving these friends is a wonderful feeling!
BUT never give up yourself for anyone of your friends. I did this mistake a few times. It is no way to make a friendship work. It will be supposed to break up, if you act like this.
A hint: If you know what I am talking about, start changing yourself, your thoughts about yourself to learn to love yourself, it will make you happy and will make you able to have a friendship that works.
A friendship is a relationship, which makes you strong, makes you feel loved and makes you love.
A friend is like a mirror, you will find someone new in it, but you also will find yourself.

Take care of the ones, who love you and never forget, that a relationship between two people is a gift.
Like waking up every day. You can say it is normal.
But for me it is wonderful to wake up every single day.
It is wonderful to have my family.
Wonderful to have this magic, lovely friends in my life.
And wonderful to have a healthy life, which gives me a possibility to make memories with the ones I love so much!

Lost in society

They say we’re special
We’re all different
We’re individuums

We can feel like that
We know it’s true somehow

But as much we know we’re special as much we’re one of a million in society
Are we important the way we are?
Or are we only anyone, who can be exchanged?

It is like feeling needed and lost
Lost, because if you don’t fit into anything it’ll be hard to survive.
Surviving in a croud
Where you don’t know how to feel
You make systems work
But who are you
No one will tell you
No one will know who you really are

We’re playing these different roles
Do they really help us?
Or are they another kind of confusion?

It’s like you can be yourself
But you’re addicted to the croud

Finding a way to feel okay with it
Living a life, which makes you proud
No matter about whether you’re one the croud

Learn to love

All these feelings
They influence us

Going my way
Don’t know where to stay

All these thoughts
These situations
Confusing, totally confusing

Which way to go when you know you cannot find a way to feel comfortable with love?
What is when you know, that no matter what you do, love will badly influence you?

When you went through life
Used love to make yourself more and more die
When you haven’t found a way, which make you feel comfortable with it one day.

Of course love is great
Of course it is one of the most wonderful feelings
It seems to be so difficult to me to handle with it
Nearly impossible to make it fit

But never giving up
Because life has a surprise and a gift, which is luck
Feeling lucky about friendships
Best teachers to learn to love and to feel loved

Finding a way to feel comfortable with love one day.

My story

I’m a thinker 
I’m a dreamer
I know what I’m
I know what I’m not

I went through ways
Darker than the night
I was my enemy
Starting a fight

Fighting against myself
A way, which made me mad
Went crazy many times
It was me losing my mind

Influenced by the past
Made me running very fast
Have chosen a way
Which made me lonely

Behaving and acting
As I always have done
For me and friends
It was no fun

Lost people there was no other way
I made them go, gave them no reason to stay
Did mistakes again and again
Didn’t change
I felt like I was supposed to fail

Some new friends crossed my life
Made me think and stronger to survive
Changed, because I wanted to
Still changing and doing my best
Feeling happy. No time to rest.

A life, which make me happy
And having the ones in my life, who love me. The ones I love.
I understand I’m my decider
I know my life is wonderful
I’m no longer a hider

I decide to enjoy life
It makes me lucky
Makes me survive

I’m learning to love myself
To love you, my friends!

Have to thank you a lot!
You made me no longer go on spot

Having a different language of your heart?

You are different when you speak in a different language
Is it anything you believe in?
Thinking about it, because every language has its own character.
When I’m talking in the language of my country it feels foreign. I don’t feel close to it. It’s like a part of me, which has to be there but as much as I tried to make it to the language of my heart. I failt.
That’s why I had to find a way to keep this second language, the one of my heart. I started to write poems and texts. It’s wonderful to write down words of my heart. Sometimes it feels like having a second life. It’s my heart’s home and I love spending time there.
I’m a little different when I speak in the language if my heart. I love this part very much. A part of home and happiness. A part I have to keep.