[ Angels don`t come home ]
...A new time has begun...
(c)
Everything in our lifes can be decided with the only stroke of a pen. With an only word, only phrase - so I`ve signed for a new life and new dreams. I painted them crimson, I`ve put them far away on the sky, so they are in the stardust. It`s utterly hard to reach them, but if I am able ot do that I will touch the starts.
My angels have gone far away and they will never ever come back. They suppose I will definitely lose, they are sure I`ve already lost to this life when I hid the desire to build the Impire of Angels inside of me in the casket with the past. I don`t belive my past any more because now I owe the future, I owe myself, I owe the whole life. So I am not a loser, I will win, I know that, `cause that`s my life. And now it is free of cloying lies, inherent prohobitions and all this sweet illusion. Yeah, it`s not so cozy in my inner world now, but I feel the heady freedom with every breath that I take.
I can see so much more than earlier - formerly I was allowed to see only the things that my angels wanted to show me. However, I am not the one of them. I am a human and now I understand, that it is really exciting. It`s much more interesting than to suffer while trying to build an Impire of light perfection in this world.
People think that the desire of a person depends on what this person is. However, it is much more apparently that the person depends on it`s dreams. Our desires make us what we are. Funny, eh? But whatever, I don`t care. I just enjoy this precious feeling of a new free life.
I am no more a daylight dancer but I am a Fragile Steel. A Fragile Steel with crimson dreams.