Algea, par Liliane

Algea

«Nothing gold can stay» Robert Frost

Hidden in the dark

Lies my heart

Smashed

Bleeding

Tears rolling down my cheeks

As the sun disapears from my Life

He is now a chimera again

#Pain

Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item

How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment

I’m flying Lighter than air Swirling with autumn leaves Golden brown, Yellow,

When I look at his eyes I get a glimpse of his soul Bright, Only a gleam of sun makes them spa… Of a beautiful green,

The Lily of the Valley Blossoms beautifully Its fragance is light and fresh But poison runs through its veins, A dark side it surely hides

This evening I look at the Sky I see a burst of magnificent colou… And I realize there’s something I Had not seen…

Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation

Anxiety is dancing in my mind In a loud trance My fears Are rushing into my head How can I ever stop them?

Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently

Here I was Entering Auschwitz A jet black raven above me Through the wind I could feel I could see

There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it

Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering

It’s the darkest night I have ever witnessed The Moon reflects on the river In a luminescent wave Here I am

Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted

I stare at the mirror All I see is a Monster When have I started to become This horrifying wraith? Like Dorian Gray