Letter to an old friend

So many years, my friend
Of loneliness, happiness and ignorance.
I have been pulled through time
In all my masks and shadows.

„Camuflage so you dont get hurt!“
But the fake suit gets heavier in time
More then the pain of innocent convicts,
My friend.
.....
You can see, my friend
The scars over my body and heart
Marks of failure, fights and struggles
Battles for better tomorrow.

You can see, my friend
Wrinkles over my face
Made out of screams for breaking out
And laughs shared from madness..
Like nothing in world exist anymore.

You can see shine in my eyes
From tears of wrong decisions
From breathtaking views of happiness.
...
So many years, my  friend.
Storms of life changes
Making the day worth for something new.

And im still me, with all those scars
With same dreams and same hopes.
With same thoughts I shared with you,
So many years ago:
„Whats the point of light,
 if there is no darkness to shine at.“

I still got the faith, my friend.

M.T. 2017

Wolf and Moon

I see you every night, my little wolf.
Holding to that day,
where my light will shine over your face.

Standing there,overlooking the heights
And waiting me, to arrive.
To embrace all those desires and pains
That are hiden in your eyes.

Me and you
The moon and the wolf.
The darkness and the light.

As the curse for her self
My transformation is your pain
And my pain is your darkness.

My little wolf,
I love that beast in you
As a prey without power
I will give myself to you.

You will wait my full shine
To merge it with your darkness
And take my faith, till the next time
When my light will over shine
That pain and sorrow in your eyes.

M.T. 2016 

I have no idea how to draw, but i made this somehow for this poet and decided to share it.

My way!

Who took the right
To take what's not his
To judge what's not experienced?
To categorize what's same?

Who took the right
To make us think it's right
What he said is right?
Or wrong?

What's the story
Behind the big screen of illusion
Behind the big play and Carnevale?

You know...it's enough!
Enough of marionettes
Enough of gaining power
By giving them the power.
Enough of lies and wrong morals.

After all my doubts
All compliments of being crazy
On the wrong way you are...they say.

I'm telling ya all...
I'm on my way...and even if I'm alone..
I will fight for what I belive in...

Love and kindness
have never been wrong.

So yes...I will breath my life
Embrace my frequency
And you..if you not on the same
You won't even see ME.
As to see me you need to digg
something your eyes Still blind for.

 ...For you maybe...
I will just be one more crazy girl
Lost in a world of empty souls
And you will just pass next to me
Exactly what I wish for

M.T. 2016

Madness

Sometimes, surrounded by daily struggle
With no time to deep breath the air
Following some made up order
I stop myself and ask:

Am I lost in this madness?

Using all my forces to make things right
Running for something and still feeling
like: " I m waiting all my life!"
I m waiting to stop the imposed chaos
And make the chaos of living life.

Sometimes, surrounded by daily struggle
I feel my chest is ripping apart.
You know, the madness in my head
The trembling of my body,
I m just stuck in it
And it wont let me even scream.

Sometimes,
I wish I could just jump out of me
To release these chains from my heart
All those attachments
All those “ I think I need to do things.“

All those fake smiles and faces.
False concerns and supports
Running in the infinity of illusion
With no true goal and purpose.

So, sometimes,
I just let my madness rip me off
To let me cold, exposed and naked
To let me see my self inside
And make me reborn in a new day
With new strength, for new fights.

M.T. 2016

Wonderland

I'm sitting on a forgotten,wild beach
Far from city lights.
Moonlight is dancing on the sea surface
And my fingers playing
With those little waves
Cooling my body and bringing the smell
of some distant country's.

Next to me is sitting HE.
My sin, my desire, my reflection.
It's a stranger who understands my perception.
My wishes and my soul.

I'm taking the last smoke of my joint
Looking him straight in eyes
Whispering with no sound
The melody of my thoughts.

He knows what I desire,
What my being wants from him.
So he moves a little closer
And with slowly touch of passion
He put his lips on me.

My sin, my forbidden world
Is gone forever with that energy flow.
I let my self drawn in his confessions
Forgetting of all my distance walls.

My sin, my forbidden world
Now is a dance floor for my soul.
Feeling my body beat in the rhythm of
infinity love...connected with the universe of acceptance and free energy flow..

And we will stay on this forgotten beach
Till the sun rise - from his long way trip
And the moonlight starts to dance
for some other souls with desire sins.

M.T. 2016.

Change

There are those days
When I have no voice for you to hear
No smiles to share, No inspired words.
...Days of overloaded emotions....

You know It's only about me...

There are those days
When I stand in middle of city square
Surrounded with thousand and seeing zero...Like a time stop. Time for me.

...Those are days of change...

You won't understand me, don't ask me!
It's the pain and joy, suffer and relief.
I will be broken and free.
Close and far.Don't try to feel me.

There are those days
When it's time to let go
Time where experience upgrades
to a new level of understanding.
To a new perception of the sky.

...You know it's only about me...
Watch me from distance and please...
Don't try to understand me.

M.T. 2016

I had a dream last night

I had a dream last night
Vision of my life
In a state of deep connection
Yesterday,today,tomorrow as one.

I had a dream last night
A bright pure light
Guiding my way
....
Spreading the warmness of love.

I had a dream last night
Vision of my life
Distorted faces getting pure
With a slit of light touch.

In my dream last night
I was Discovering lucidity
Connected with my inner self
With the goddess of existence
And the pure source of love.

M.T. 2016.