wallup.netI have no dream

But the reality around myself.

Eveything I do must be perfect

Because I don’t have another day

And I can’t come back.

Everyday is my last day.

I have no tomorrow.

I have no future,no faith,no God.

What is God?Just a word and nothing else.

Everything is empty in my life.

Empty like the reality around myself.

I have no dream

Because I don’t believe in dreams.

I don’t believe in promises,

I don’t believe in magic.

Everything I do must be perfect

Because everyday is my last day

And I have no tomorrow.

Living is hard.

I can’t fail.



476_9c89f5be4bbe342a3279f32ed94d81c9Could you bring me peace?

I need just that,please,

But you are away

In this dark day.

Now I am alone

In my bitter home

And I face my fears

While I dry my tears.

It is night and you didn’t come

To bring me the morning sun.

This is not a joke:

My lonely heart you broke.

My soul feels the pain

That makes me insane

And I don’t know what to do

Because today I lost you.



Broken dreams,

Broken youth,

Interrupted life;

Dreams that did not occur,

Plans that failed,

The hope is over,

Life fell apart;

She had everything to live for,

Dreams to realize,

The world to embrace,

Many people to meet and help,

But life was cut short;

Young,intelligent, beautiful,

And through her pages,eternal;

Anne Frank,my best friend,

How I love you without having met you!

You are the best company

For my moments of solitude

When I have no one to comfort me,

I read your diary

And diving in your world

And it gives me courage

And strenght to live;

What a woman you would have been,

The best journalist if you could have livre lionger,

But the danm war made you leave earlier this world,

But you will always remain alive in my memory

Because you live in me,Anne,

Or will I have livre within you,

Within your willpower,



Within your light that enlightens me?

You make me live

And therefore your death was not in vain.

A day we meet?

Rest in peace,my dear Anne Frank.


Birling Gap Perseids meteor shower in August

My sky is not blue
Because the sun never comes.
My sky is as dark as my soul
And a thousand suns cannot light it.
My sky has no stars
And never saw the moon.
My sky is an eternal night,
As cold as my soul,
As frozen as my love.
I want to run away from my life,
Forget my problems
And fill up the emptiness of my soul.
I would like to be the sun
Because my sky has no sun.
My sky is just a piece of ground
In which a flower will never bloom.