Надежда

Здравей, приятелю! Тук ли си още? Миг подир миг се изнизват минутите и неусетно превръщат се в дни, седмици, месеци… Помниш ли ме дори след толкова време? Аз помня всичките мигове, прекарани заедно. Добри, лоши, още по-лоши – ти винаги бе тук да посрещнеш пороя от думи и да укротиш бурята с тихия шепот на писеца по белия лист. Ти беше тук, а аз си отидох в мига, в който спрях да виждам смисъл в думите. Може би пороят бе отмил и смисъла? Може би. Не зная… Зная само, че ми липсват нашите разговори. Не, не ми липсва отчаянието, нито онази почти физическа болка от звука на разбити мечти. Липсват ми думите, пропити с емоция, върху които ти рисуваше надежда и ги връщаше като ехо в сърцето ми.

 

Небето през прозореца

Рисувам мислени спирали сред облаците с цвят на разбити илюзии. Следвам с поглед ястреба, зареял се сред тях, и докато той се издига нагоре, аз потъвам все по-дълбоко в сивотата на днешния ден. Сграбчвам случайни емоции с пръсти, задържам се за миг, вкопчена в тях, а после отново пропадам. Не поглеждам надолу. И локвите имат все същия цвят на умиращи спомени. Гъста, лепкава тъга, която ще разнасям на подметките на ботушите си до следващата пролет, когато студеният пролетен дъжд ще я отмие и ще остане само ехото от сълзи на разплакано небе.

 

Quiz time!

It’s official. I’m so bored I’m back to my blog. I tried to read a book but I fell asleep a few times like most of my online friends who live on the other side of the world and are currently sound asleep too. I wish I could go out and enjoy the warm autumn sun but instead I have to stay here and simulate work (which I’m surprisingly good at but this fact doesn’t make it any more amusing). So here I am, taking a quiz from a Tumblr page I love and posting it here. It says “Bold what’s true about you” but since my page is already bold, I’ll just change the colour.

 

LOST IN THE ECHO *INTERACTIVE* VIDEO PREMIERE

Reblogged from Mike Shinoda's Blog:

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Today, LOST IN THE ECHO premieres on lostintheecho.com. This is not a traditional video. It is an interactive piece designed to draw you into the world of the song. The best ECHO experience is the one at that site.

Please encourage everyone to go there, not to video sites like YouTube and Vimeo. Video-site versions you find today will be a.) not approved by the band, and b.) not interactive (so to some degree, those versions will be missing the point).

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I know my blog is kinda dead at the moment but I am still alive spending my very limited free time 99,9% on music. So join my music world, get lost in the echo and share how it made you feel.

 

Chasing the Wind

 

It’s there. It’s always there. The nagging feeling that I don’t belong, that my words mean nothing, that my feelings are only good for a joke.

I’m there. I’m always there. Call me and I will come in an instant. I will let you tear my soul apart for a moment of delusional happiness. I will cuddle into your warm embrace and listen to your gentle words while you are preparing to break me into pieces. You are like poison to me. A poison I cannot resist.

You are… Where are you? Your words were drowned in the sound of train wheels gliding on the rails. Your warmth was taken away by the wind. You left me empty and longing for the next moment of sweet torture to fill the void in my heart.

Everything changes. I change. You change. Only one thing stays constant – your words imprinted on my mind.

 

Your Star

I know I am a bad blogger but I hope I am not an equally bad friend. I just want to let you know that I wish those 10 days in Kyoto hadn’t passed so quickly. I had a wonderful time and I am already missing you. There are so many places that I didn’t have the chance to show you, so many starry nights we could walk until we drop, so many more things we could talk about and laugh like careless kids. I want to believe that when you watch the stars at night you will remember the stars over Kyoto and let them show you the way back someday. Will you?

(And, please, don’t get mad at me for posting your picture here.)

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There is Another World Beyond…

I open my eyes in a flash. The world painted on my eyelids disappears. I am awake, I know it. But at the same time I am trapped between the nightmare and reality. I am sitting on my bed, looking at my wall but the feeling lingers and I can’t make it go away. Half of my mind is still there, in the other world reaching for something unknown. This inexplicable feeling is keeping me there as a butterfly attracted to fire. Rage, despair, hopelessness. A drop of every negative emotion there is is stirred in the poison that’s blurring my thoughts but there is also one drop of life that I don’t want to let go of. In that other world there was something worth fighting for until my last breath. I don’t know what it was but I want to keep fighting for it with any means necessary.