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Jason Manson

A oto następna porcja wierszy Jasona Mansona, naszego nadwornego poety :) który prawie od samych początków NN uszczęśliwia nas regularnie swoją angielskojęzyczną twórczością...well, may it never change!
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Empty Streets

>From a beautiful dream to a cold razorblade of reality.
Deeply hidden fears, sadness and pain come out as night fades.
Now its day - the cold wind tears leafs, the sun hides under the clouds.
Here nobody has a friend - people hide between book pages... blue glass screens.
I want to die... I tried so many times - it always faded before the very end.
I don't want to be a martyr pose - I guess I'm just sick of feeling this.
Empty streets, that seem to kill with their grayness... and I'm the victim.


The sky goes pass me, the wind blows away - the sun comes up...
It makes the blue and the gray go away - the streets stay empty.
There is no darkness; there is no light - only my own fears and illusions.
The swing of death goes away for a moment - living me in peace.
Day nightmares, night dreams pour together in to a one feeling.
Now I want to get off from the cross, that I nailed myself to with my incapableness.
Empty streets seem to amaze me with gray sadness... now I'm the admirer.


Obsessed... maybe possessed, by a self destructing feeling.
In cold day's, at dark night's -its always the same.
Swing goes back and forth, and with it my life.
Once killed by emptiness, now I admire its work.
Empty streets never change... I never stay the same.




Hope

Overwhelming feeling of hopelessness and fear.
It brings me to the very last stage of my psychical immunity.
Trapped behind a glass wall of misunderstanding,
Till the very last minute I tried to fight my demons.
The night silently puts me to my rest.
Eyes shut; mind opened wide - with visions and desires.
Day comes and again all is lost in the paralyzing sunbeams.
I'm trapped between your words and your constant grudge.


It raises in me - the beast eats me from inside,
Feeds on my pain and sense of blame... and grows.
I gave up yesterday - now I wait for the moment of death to come.
This night I will close my eyes and dream away...
The worm in me won't lest me comeback... my eyes will stay dead forever.
No morning sun will wake me; no words will bring me down...
Never again... The beast will release me from all this pain.
My own hell will set me free from itself, so I can lose again.


Through glass I observe the world that I don't understand...
There is nothing more I can do, but to watch and wait for the end.
Accusations, incomprehensions and a sense of guilt are like spices...
With them all eighteen years of my life taste better - I get eaten alive.
I fed it for too long, now there's no fear to eat on... all what's left is my life.
Glass breaks down, but its too late coz there's no more hope for me... no rescue.
I'm not afraid of day anymore, as night falls... there is no more fear.
I rest my head close my eyes and dream for the last time.




Lonely waves

Black waves hit the shore.
Lonesome beaches of golden sand.
Tonight the sun doesn't go down.
This night the stars heal my pain.
Yesterday I saw you sitting by my side.
Today I admire the sea alone.
Now leafs whisper the words that you said to me.
I grab the sand in "that" way, that I held your hand.
You were my grate love.
Now all I have is this beach.
Memories in my head come and go.
The wind... The sand... The smell of the coast, stay the same.
Each night I come here - those "each nights" alone.
I hold close this new feeling - just as I did with yours.
"Your love and this beach"...
Both of them important to me.
Now when you left me I come here for you.
I dream here, I cry, love, laugh, and hurt.
I feel it all, just like back then when I was with you.
I hide my tears into the sand.
I cry, over the lose of you, in the arm's of my new love.
It understands me, and will never leave me alone.
Some time has passed - it seems like yesterday.
When I held your hand on the lonely sands.
That night when the sun was up...
When you spoke your love.
We said then: "it is forever".
The day's showed that we ware wrong.
Now there is no day - there's just night.
The stars never fade and the sun shines.
I'm here alone you are far away.
I came here today - for my love never fades.




Jason Manson
poczta: jansonmanson@poczta.onet.pl