Far away in a world of my own, lost and can’ t
be
found
Gone in a moment with the wind, top speed,
heading for a brick wall
A war in my mind as I try
to unwind with a bottle of wine, thinking of
models
Pain and pleasure all at once, black and
white our favourite colours, so cold with the kind
of fire you bring, getting old and still so fine
Close to you I am nothing, next to somebody I
am everything, hate the way I love you but I love
the way you shake
Standing in front of the light and
seeing darkness, dreams and nightmares realised
in one day
Laughing with tears in my eyes, in a group of
strangers hoping I am at home
Sleeping on the bed of today and waking up in
the arms of
tomorrow
Closing my eyes just to see things in
front of me
I am not what you want me to be but I
am what I am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem