Streetlights

The same streetlights
And the same faces
I want to find myself
In other spaces
Eternal contradiction in my mind
Constantly fights

Three Moons ago
I found myself between polarity
Two Moons ago
All I inquired was clearity
One Moon ago
I found comfort again in my insanity

The same street lights
I’m looking for different faces
There’s one more lesson to be learned
In these spaces
Is it eternal contradiction?
Or just another written fiction?

 

Another me for a better you

You casted me in a role that was never me
You trapped me in a role so they’d never see
Another me for a better you
A dark piece on myself to sew

I had too much time to think
Which made me end up with too much to drink
See, the deeper I sink
I create a numbness without ability to think

And it’s traumatic now
It was meant to end up that way
In order to close the door forever
Now the pain is still there
Different, but bearable

You’re a star, burning so hard
Not that bright for a star
Burning yourself out
Until there’s nothing left

Now there’s not a single sparkle left
To burn me with
I thought your sparkles were pretty
But they tend to set me on fire

So now I see
No more you for a better me

Summer Thunder

Drunk on the fantasy
Of everything we could be
Spinning around
Can’t get your vision out of my chameleon cloud

Summer thunder
Unmasks our great sin
Your distinction attracts me
And my scent cannot keep you away

White lines
And white beaches
Sunshine in your green eyes
Trying to get a glimpse of my eyes of hazel

Admitted to the forbidden desire
From the moment the roses of red touched
Enslaved ever since
Chains so tight

Obscure romance
Hidden affection
Invisible touches
The summer has just begun

The truth will be culled out
Someday by faith
When the time is ripe
No escape

Hearts will be torn
Faces will be crushed
When the sky will be black velvet
A future summer thunder awaits

This time not so sweet

-E.M.A.

Island During Golden Hour And Upcoming Storm

Seasons

As the seasons change
So do you
Your heart is like a chameleon
And your weather is unpredictable

You were the shining snowflake of my winter
You were the blooming flower of my spring
You were the warming sun of my summer
You were the colourful tree of my autumn

As the seasons change
So do we
And as every season ends
So do we
And now

You are the numbness of my freezing winter
You are the hay fever of my spring
You are the sunburn of my summer
You are the drabness of my autumn

 

–  E.M.A.

Cherry Velvet

The darkness of night has fallen down on my pale skin
Craving for something so pure like it’s true love
How is it possible that it’s so utterly wrong?
Craving your cherry dark love
Tell me how is that so wrong?

The Moon shone
Upon my dark hair
And my cherry velvet dresss
I held your hand
But we could never dance
When the Sun shone upon our faces

Sweet like cherries
When you kiss me
Skin soft like velvet
When I melt from your touch
Craving your dark cherry love
Tell me how is that so wrong?

Memories collapse whenever I think
Of a hundred nights like these

Could only wish for a million
Memories on repeat whenever I feel
Like dying from deep down

Sweet like cherries
When you kiss me
Skin soft like velvet
When I melt from your touch
Craving your dark cherry love
Tell me why feels our disaster
This goddamn good?

You’re never really absent from my mind
I never ever lost myself so safely with somebody
You’re goddamn burning in my soul now
Don’t you know
Your dark cherry love haunts me everynight
The thought of forgetting you tears me down
You get me crazy like no one can
You get me crazy like no one canchery

 

Palmtrees suffering from old red fires

The light shines through the palmtrees
Bright blue summer skies
Remember last summer?
I know what you did
Remember last summer?
We know what we did

It’s like the same
Yet everything’s changed
It feels the same
We have changed
But it feels the same
And our love didn’t change

Midsummer and the
Palmtrees are suffering from old red fires
Midsummer and the
Palmtrees are suffering from old red fires
Midsummer and the
Palmtrees are suffering from old red fires
I see and smell it but
The leaves are still fluttering so alive through my mind

Time to sleep
But you’re burning in my mind
A fire I wanted to extinguish
When I wake I see the palmtrees shining
And the feathers of my dreamcatcher
Keep on moving from a breeze
Why didn’t it work, I still dreamed
A dream of you
Nothing can make it all disappear

It’s like the same
Yet everything’s changed
It feels the same
We have changed
But it feels the same
And our love didn’t change

Midsummer and the
Palmtrees are suffering from old red fires
Midsummer and the
Palmtrees are suffering from old red fires
Midsummer and the
Palmtrees are suffering from old red fires
I see and smell it but
The leaves are still fluttering so alive through my mind

– E.M.A.

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Photo Credit: K.C. Alfred, San Diego Union-Tribune

Surreal

Intruder of my dreams
Called reality
Won’t stop turning into fantasy
What we all want is the reality turn into fantasy
What’s supposed to be real
Needs to be suppressed by fantasy

Thoughts need to be spoken
Words need to be actions
Do we have to lose control
To reach freedom
Or do we have to stay in line
To make it into this perfect pretty world

The visions we have deep inside of our minds
Somewhere hidden and safe
Can we ever draw them
Will we ever touch them
I want to grab it and pull us inside of it
If we cannot succeed and will not have what we want
This will be an eternal dream

Are you reality
Are you fantasy
What’s that sound?
A call for hope what needs to be found

Married to a blinded hate towards this world
Divorced from love for my safe fantasy
If it has to be like this
I never want to be awoken
Will not hear what has been spoken
Freeze whatever I need to feel

I want redemption
Craving
Fighting
Trapped inside

-E.M.A.

Cotton Candy Sky


The sky is a chameleon
The sky turns to the colors of my aura
The sky changes as quickly as my emotions

Dancing under the pink sky
Hold my head cause I’m spinning
Dancing in the stardust
Hold my hand cause I’m sinning

Pretty clouds
Do not block my colors
Pretty clouds
Do not wash away my love

I wish I could taste the sky
Because I seem to be so deadly high
The grey ashes take me down
In my darkness I will drown

Pull me away from this toxic dream
No one has this knowledge but you
I thought that the sparkles were pretty
But they tend to set me on fire

Look at my pale torn face
Tell me I’m beautiful
And let me dance one more time
Even though I appear like dripping acid
When I dance under the cotton candy sky
I taste sweeter than before
Do you want more?

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-E.M.A.

Coca Cola Heart

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She said she likes sugar,
without a taste
She said she likes water,
without minerals

She said she likes hearts,
without a beat
She said she likes bodies,
without a soul

She said she likes money,
without value
She said she likes fame,
without reality

She said she likes beauty,
without a face
She said she likes youth,
without innocence

She said she likes wisdom,
without elderly,
She said she likes touches,
without feelings

She said she likes to fly,
without wings
She said she likes to breathe,
without being alive.

-E.M.A.