Just black;intensive black.

There's nothing.Nor stars,nor clouds,nor the Sun.Just black,intensive black.
My hand is cold; I'm shaking.My mouth is opened, but I can't feel my lips.My eyes are trying to pop.
'Don`t!'a voice says.
'Don`t come here!'.
I can't see a thing.But I hear the voice clearly.I`m tossing.I can't move.
Finally!A light! I saw a flash in the front of my face.
'Don`t come here,please!'the voice says again.
'Why?Who are you?'I ask.
Without feeling my legs ,I know that I`m advancing.Now I can see more: there's just white.Infinite white.Am I blind?
'Why have you come here?I told you not to do it !'.The voice became a lot of voices now, and they are louder and louder.
'Why?What is happening?'
'They will take you!They will take your soul!'they said.
'Who?'
I just heard a noise.A quick one.
'Who is there?'I asked.
I can't feel anything, nor my legs, so ,I fall on the knees and I'm waiting.For what?

'Hello?'
'I`m here, darling.Sorry for waiting.'a strong-man voice said.I can't say who it is, but I'm sure I heard that voice before.
But where?
'Who are you?I can`t see you!'I said.
'I know, you're not supposed to see me.It`s your nightmare, so let's finish it quickly.'
Nightmare?Where am I?It doesn't seem to be a nightmare.The voices in my head are pleasent,or at least they sound this way.
'Who are you?'I'm asking,but my voice is now weak.And my head is burning.And I'm shaking again.I feel like I can see my entire life in my head.There are all the memories,all my friends..I put my hands on my head, the pain is now bigger.It's hurting me,but in a pleasant way. I'm hearing another voice,my best friend's voice : 'Come back!I love you !Come back!Don`t let him destroy you! '
'You don't wanna know,I'm sorry!'the strong voice just said.
The fever is increasing in temperature,another dimension is being injected in my blood.Or is it my blood which is taking down my sense of life? 'I love you!'my best friend's voice again.'Don't let him do this to you!It's too dangerous!Believe me !It's too dangerous!' Who is HE?
Suddenly ,another flash passed in front of me.It was a dark one this time.The pain is over...I think I'm gonna faint.....

There's nothing.Nor stars,nor clouds,nor the Sun.Just black,intensive black.
Why do I have the feeling I have said this before?
The pain....What pain?Was I dreaming?What dream?What is it?
What are dreams?Which point do they have, if you don't remember anything?What are we dreaming?
Just black,intensive black.

Friendship #2

There is a 'most important thing in life'
That everyone should keep in their heart
And that is called friendship, but a real one
Friends are also for painful times
And not only for fun..

They enjoy the best in life with you
But they are sad when you are sad, too
Sometimes they don't know what to do
And important is that you both are so close
That you forget you're two..

It's not so good if it's a friendship over distance
But it matters that you know about its existence
And it's a truth that you love each other
You know it's true this thing and it's enough
Well...Does distance really matter?

Do you think it doesn't?Well, you're wrong !
It's perfect that this friendship is so strong
But there are many times you need its presence
You need protection and many hugs
But there is only silence..

That feeling...when you miss someone...
You feel that nothing will be ever done
To help you to be near that person
And this is your whole dream
So you believe this is your life's mission..

You try like everything to solve this thing
And when you two will meet, something will be frustrating:
As long as you will spend more time together
The setting apart will be more painful
So...why would this be any better?

Ghinion fericit

Întotdeauna am crezut și-n ghinion, și în noroc
Ajungi odată să-ți dai seama că poate este doar un joc
Un joc sinistru, crud și dureros; iar tu-eroul principal
Consideri norocul drept ceva universal.
Consideri ghinionul ceva doar un fapt general
Și totuși ce consideri e cu-adevărat banal;
Oricui i se întâmplă și rele și bune în viață
De aia mereu există sentimentul numit speranță.
Să ne redea încrederea că dup-o perioada grea
Are să vină și fericirea;dar o să vină ea?
Ei, ăsta este scopul : după ploaie e un curcubeu
Așa ar fi normal, așa consider EU
Dar dacă o persoană,mereu e-nconjurată de trădare
Cum poate crede ea că merită o așteptare?
Cum poate să mai spere doar la o zi cu soare?
Ăsta e ghinion pur; să fie asta oare?
Și-atunci cum poate ea să mai viseze?
Cum poate ca ceva perfect ea să-și imagineze?
E dureros - să știi că mereu a fost ca un joc-
Tu nu ești ca toți ceilalti, tu nu prea ai un loc
Tu nu aștepți nimic, poate numai să sfârșești
Vezi ce-i bine în lume - parc-ai citi povești
Și în singurătate, ajungi să îți mărturisești
Și te gândești - ce sens mai are să trăiești?

Dar are. Dacă nu ești singur pe lume,
Dacă ai pe cineva mereu acolo pentru tine,
Dacă-l iubești și ești la fel de iubit.
Dar totuși, de ce nu poți fi fericit?

Pentru că odată știi c-ai fost trădat
Iar când erai trist, nimeni nu te-a alinat
E greu -să crezi că persoana iubită e reală-
Puțin mai ai și-ajungi într-o lume virtuală.
Trăiești mereu cu frica că tot numai de rău eşti acoperit
Şi că tu cum nu poţi avea fericire,crezi că nu meriţi să fii iubit
Dar meriţi, poţi, ca restul lumii
Doar că ghinionul e mai mare la unii.

Aşadar, ai grijă ce gândeşti
La urma urmei, important e că iubeşti
Şi nu pe orişicine, nu pe cineva străin
Ci pe cineva care pentru tine şi-ar face viaţa un chin
Chiar dacă poate mult noroc nu ai sau nu vei avea
Tu ai ceva ce nimeni nu iţi poate lua :
Şi-anume darul de a fi iubit
Pentru tine nu ştiu, dar pentru mine e tot ce mi-am dorit !