Submissions by truth_is_freedom (Maria)

it's a rainy day outside
the clouds are grey
young ones are frightened
of thunder and lightning
homeless ones searching
for shelter, a place to keep dry
cities are in chaos,
people are scattered
among the dark, dirty streets
where each is in solitude
and the unison is gone.

the only music left to hear
is the cries of despair
the sounds of gunshots
a symphony of stereotypes
and a drum kit of sirens
the album of soul-less humans
stone and cold from within
too overcome by the pain
to plead for sunlight
too...

Sunlight basks over me
it's warmth consuming
smiling faces are all I see
life ain't worth hiding, I guess.

Walking on broken glass
scared of slipping between the cracks
avoiding my feelings again
although they cannot kill me, on the outside.

Searching for the place
thatI love, thatI know
I've got a long way to go
you'd know if you were with me, on my way home.

Were you looking?
Or was my reflection mocking me?
Were you asking?
Or was my voice echoing again?
Were you here?
Or are my dreams now shattered? ...

I want to get up,
run outside and,
dance in the streets
for the world to see
the joy I feel,
but you can't do that here.

I want to get out,
onto the balcony
and sing out loud
sing to the world,
share my burden,
but you can't do that here.

Have you ever felt so free,
as if you could do,
anything you wished ?
No, not here.
Can you proudly declare your beliefs,
advertise your religion, praise your God ?
No, not here.

'Cause you can't go for a stroll,
without being followed.
You...