candleburn

לעזוב את העבר ולעבור לחיות בהווה, להצביע על אופק שמשי וברור יותר, חשיבה צלולה אינה חד משמעית, החיים הם גיבוב של חוויות וזיכרונות הרחק מכאן, מעבר לים, הוא צופה ובוהה בעולם, מושיט יד מנסה לגעת בחלום המוכר אבל הוא נכשל למרות חירוף הנפש לחיות בעולם המודרני והמנוכר לחיות בעולם של חלומות אין טעם להמשיך ולרצות קיים גבול דק ועדין בין החלום להתממשותו לחיות בהווה ולהפסיק להביט לעבר העבר, קשה לעזוב את הזיכרונות ולהמשיך כאילו לא אירע דבר, להושיט יד לעבר החלום אינני יכולה, למרות חירוף הנפש הטבוע בעצמותי וגידי צועדת לעבר התהום אני רק המבט לאחור נשאר ורודף אותי שאלה קורצת במוחי, האם התהום שלפני היא אינסופית? האם יש אפשרות לעצור, להביט קדימה ולהחליט שזאת לא הבעיה בעצם מה שמכשיל אותי זאת לא הסביבה אלא עצם הידיעה שאני צריכה להתגבר על תהומות העבר לחיות חיים ללא מחר חיים של עשרים וארבעה שעות חיים חסרי ציפייה חיים מלאי תקווה

Breakthrough the conventions, Choose the uncertain trails, Don’t look back, yet there's a choice in your hands, That is only up to you to make, Don't let your fear control your judgment There is a whole lifetime that is going to waste Destiny is something that you need to believe in, Putting all your problems aside, Sweeping yourself a clear new way, So make sure you sink in, There's nothing you could possibly lose.

שובל של ערפל משתרך מאחורי, לחיות בתוך קופסא נטולת חיים, כולם רואים ומתפעלים, אני בפנים חשה ריקנית, ההתפעלות מנציחה את רגעי הזוהר האבודים רוצה לצעוק, לזרוק דברים, אין בי את הכוח להתקדם ולהמשיך הלאה, קרועה מבפנים, הם חושבים שהם מבינים, שהם יודעים איך זה אפשרי? אם כן למה אני עדיין אבודה? למה אף אחד לא מושיט לעברי יד של עזרה? מדוע אם כן אני מרגישה סחוטה? כולם רואים ומתפעלים, אבל הכול זיוף אחד גדול, את האמת אני מחפשת בתוך תוכי, אני לבד במסעי, לחיות בתוך קופסא נטולת חיים, לראות את הדברים הנאמרים מבחוץ חסרי כל משמעות, התקווה הקלושה למצוא מקום של כנות ואמת, אני במסעי לעבר החלום, אני לא רוצה למצוא את עצמי, אני כבר נשמה אבודה בים שוצף וקוצף, היעד הוא למצוא מקום מפלט, מקום שבו הנשמה שלי לא אבודה, אותו מקום שבו אני ארגיש בטוחה.

Scrambling, stretching my fists, The deep sore rising from beneath, The landscape in front of me is rough and gray, I stray on my way, catching the hot moist air, Standing on the mountain, I knew I've not found the place Tired, yearning for water, I saw you in the horizon You've pulled me up, poured water into my mouth I started choking, freeing the way for the air, I was saved, but my journey has just began What is the essence of my nature? I know that we all have a purpose, Trying to relocate the way to turn to, Locking my sight on you, Then I knew, I was sure, That my journey has just began Striding along, I know that Whenever I see this familiar face I'll know why I'm here for I won't let him down There is no such thing as wrong or right There's nothing wrong as long as It comes from deep down your heart.

Running away from myself, Telling lies, I know that what I say is the opposite, I know that what you see is far from real, Driving through the suburbs There must be a reason There must be someone to slap me in the face Crashing the thick mirror wall I'm going to lose my own fight My life is like a battle field No shield will be powerful enough to save me Strike a pose; look at your enemy's eyes I will be standing at the corner, my senses are blunted I was defeated from the very beginning My body is dancing to the music of your victory, Acting like a mechanic robot would not have brought me any joy Your glittery eyes show what happiness is supposed to be like So go on, strike a pose, You've just achieved your goal.

The recognition of the long desirable feeling, Will always surface from the depth of your soul, Holding onto the illusion, Hoping for the dream to come true, Will I find my way? Will I know that I've reached the goal? Shall there be a sign that says it’s the end? As hard as I try to hold onto the present, My past just don’t let go off of me, That same dream I keep picturing in my head, Seeing the smallest details, Memorizing the colors and scents, Will I ever reach my goal? Am I strong enough? The long path that is in front of me, The long white trees, the white floor, I can't remember why or when Yet I always found myself on the soft chilly ground, With the view of the endless sky above, The never-ending scene, Will I find my way? Will someone stove me and say this is it? I cannot stay, Something tells me there are much more to figure out, Shall I leave the white scenery behind? Will I ever overcome the obstacle? My cold stone figure stayed put in the middle, Looking at the s

I don't know what happens to me, sometimes i get so stressed out that i can not find the path out of that warm hole situation i was sucked to unconsciously.I told to myself to stay put that everything is fine, but it was not, i cant tell myself to relax, my body moves and thinks against me, i dont use my instinct because i fear that it'd lead me to another failure. What should i do? what do i have to do? i've no clue. Yet i hope i'll fight it back, i'm not eager as i was before, but i know that if a person really wants something, he can achieve it. Picturing this image in my head is strange because it's really rare when something positive could happen to me. The second thing that i'd like share is that when someone close to you is really mad at you, he should tell you what was the thing you did wrong, because if you try to analyze it you'll never get to see the real answer, this person should come to you first, he should realize that if he feels bad it m

There are words you are afraid to say out loud, There are emotions that you're afraid to sound, The same melody, The fear and pain, drained color on your face I can't do this anymore, I cannot chase, The one that had to leave me on my own Pretending strong and wise is only a disguise, The undescribed feeling you caused me Left me overwhelmed. The long cold night with full moon shining from above, I put myself in a position with no back door, I have no place to go The fear of telling what my heart whispers me to The fear of getting to know another side, the side That can turn my life upside down. Speechless, looking as you go away, I remember the short passages you wrote me, The words that made me laugh, the words that made me see, That I'm not alone anymore, For the first time you reached your hand And I was not afraid to grab it back.