For Your Own Rescue





No boundaries.
Thoughts flowing, one past another, from me to you and back.
To the start.

I know you've not come to stay.
Just a passenger at a life stage, caressing my ears and senses, before vanishing into the sea.

Will we ever find our place to stay?
Will we ever reach the goal that made us meet?
I'm afraid to know the answer.

As I go on, in my reckless freedom of writing, I just wish to see the shivers down your spine, once more. Could my words stick to your brain and make you lift as high as they can!

My ancient and beloved soul, I'd never want to cause you any suffering.
Should this be the case, just let me know, somehow, and I'll let you go.

When you love someone, when you really care,
the worst thing that you can do is going on hurting their innermost soul, for your own rescue...


Soundtrack: Mojo Pin - Jeff Buckley

4 answers:

Mio said...

Just if I can comment this post...

I thing that none should decided for other: Free world for free people.
You will be not a Circe if you express the will to meet someone. The other have to take him/her choice.
I could be dangerous: you can find something beautiful more deeper in you the other too but you could be repulse from her/him.
I think that the fear don't rule the destiny. Never.

See you,

Roberto

Yuki said...

Thank you for your words, my friend. But, again, my words should never be taken literally...
When I write, Music driven instinct guides me... In daily life, everything is different. I am different. I know it may sound strange, but it really is.
Mixed feelings inspire me and I combine them in various forms, that are far from reality...

Mio said...

Who is your pusher???
Sorry I am joke. Is like someone told me: "the emulsion principle". Different elements in solution could stay together just when we shake it, Music Life and special Soul shake us in the right way... there we show our best!

See you,

Roberto


PS: sometimes the daily life is the asleep life ;)

Yuki said...

I only have one pusher: Music!!!!! :D
I don't think that daily life is my sleeping life... It's just that in our continuous fight to survive and get ourselves a living, there's not much time left for daydreaming and creating something that's not strictly connected to money. That's why I tear away from my 24 hours a day a tiny space for my deliriums! ;)