People don´t think they hurt.
People don´t know that it hurts.
...but it hurts.
"Colourfull lights glitter plenty on the tree
brushstrokes of red, touches of green;
frozen dandelion for you.
Cuddles and carols, stars... moon and diamonds
cookies and marzipans willing to fall above;
snowflakes that can´t tell the truth...".
Just one thought, one candle in the night, one dream... one wipped...
Lights, lead my path.
Trees, give me shadow.
Brushes, paint me in red, not black...
Cuddles, give me your last embrace.
Carols, sing for my ears.
Stars, moon and diamonds, light my dark night.
Dandelion, don´t stop living.
Snowflakes, don´t stop falling...
S.I.
