(Recent work from 24.Oct.13)

I turned my back to my friends, betrayed those who loved me the most and for what? For you. In all my pain, in all my hope, that I haven’t done all those miserable things in vain, I followed you blindly. I forgot those who should never be forgotten and I forgot the point of life. You became my point of life. You became my life. A life dominated by pain and destroyed hope, crawling in the dirt, trying to get up, rebuilt itself but being put down again, by your army. All my people had to go to War just to try to defeat your army, an army, which was much stronger. Dismissal is the best weapon to defeat hope. Your army built up of Dismissal, defeated not only all my hope, but also all good feelings; good people left inside me. Hope turned into Pain, happiness into Sadness, a smile into a cry. I turned my back to my friends, but not because I forgot them, not because I betrayed them. I turned my back to my friends to hide the tears I cried for you, to hide what no one is supposed to see. As the defeated I beg you as the victor, forgive me. Forgive me, my stupidity. Forgive me. To those who I turned my back to, give me time. Give me time to remove the marks left on my face from War. Give me time. And as soon as I hid everything under a veil, I will turn around again, show my face, ask for forgiveness. Forgive me. - Meaningless