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Whos life are you living?

Another one of my frustrated textWho are you?Are you doing what you want to do?Are you where you want to be?Listen to me, your free!Who´s life are you living?I don´t write empty linesI want you to see the signsI want you to see, want you to feel what I feelcause it´s so real, to me.Why can it not be as real for others?What I feel is so true, and I want to share that with youare you where you want to be?Damn it, your free!
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Hope

I´m not sure about the english in this text....I get carried away when I write and sometimes I have no patience to correct things...give us back hope in humanityshow us how living is supposed to begive us back faith in divinitythe strainght and love of eternityPeople are crying, terrified of dyingI am scared of what may comeand I pray I´m not the only onethinking that next summer could be our lastHope, trust and faith has weakenedA big change is coming and I hope it´s for the goodHow could we have let so much get so insanely missunderstoodLook outside your windowDo you appreciate what you see?
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The Light Carrier

This is a text i wrote about a year ago and I think its suitable here :)He´s one of the new raseThe one that our fucked up society doasn´t take the time too understandHe doasn´t fit in there framesand is sick from our world of stress and demandsHe loves so purely and much and pushes himself to the limits to get appreciatedand treated as the others.The others who think that he´s mentally ill and needs special treatmentHe was born as one of the new children whit a big heartchock-full with unconditional loveHe´s one of them who have come to show how humans should liveBut doctors and psychologist´s give´s him strong medicine´sto obstruct himselfe from what he really aretrying to fit him in to there mad worldhe is a light carrier, a indigochildwho tryes but not always is able to ceep upThey have made him think that he is the one whos stupidand needs helpI can´t see the point in beeing forced to try and fit in a systemwhere they think its okey to stress oneself to madness, suffer silent and nicelyin engxiety, sleeplessnes and gastric ulcer´s.I see no meaning in teatching me things I cannot managethat doasnt make me a better personIt doasn´t teach me how to lovejust that I am stupid and inferiorI refuse to take pills agenst myselfeIt´s humanity thats sick, not me/usHow many letter combinationed diagnosis can you come up with?You make the ones who know how to love proppertly, exuse themselvesHe is one of them who needs logic and meaning to learnWho love´s and feels conpassion so that he allmmost brakes apartHe takes he´s medicins because he cannot manage todays poisoned systemat the time,it is not supposed to be this way, people!He is whithout knowing hiding his divine purposeHe is one of so many who doasn´t know what they areWho suffers in silence.Wake up now!Wake up now and see him, embrace him.embrace the lightcarrier´s.
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