ecco

ecco

(via nontiscordarmaidime)

protect me from what i want

quel che mi hai sussurrato ieri notte risuona nella mia testa da quando mi sono svegliata

‎”Nuova coloritura del cielo, intonata a uno speciale blu coraggio.”

ritorno a casa

ritorno a casa

(via rabbits-foot)

attraversami

Avril

è aprile. 
il tempo scorre come un’emorragia. non è dolore breve e lancinante: si protrae e non finisce mai, non c’è mai tregua.
prosciuga.
   conosco le bende che mi servirebbero.

weep for yourself, my man, you’ll never be what is in your heart
weep little lion man, you’re not as brave as you were at the start
rate yourself and rake yourself, take all the courage you have left.
Wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head

un’era glaciale, altroché primavera.

23.59

stoccolma era vento ad impigliarci allegria tra i capelli.

-

ora lottiamo per distrarci da noi stessi.

ancora troppo presto
per organizzare il proprio sgargiante declino
ma non abbastanza da non averne un’idea

(via gasstation)

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

take a look at me now

how can I just let you walk away?
just let you leave without a trace? 
when I stand here taking every breath with you
you’re the only one who really knew me at all.
how can you just walk away from me
when all I can do is watch you leave?
‘cause we shared the laughter and the pain 
and even shared the tears 
you’re the only one who really knew me at all 
so take a look at me now 
there’s just an empty space 
and there’s nothing left here to remind me 
just the memory of your face 
take a look at me now 
there’s just an empty space 
and you coming back to me is against the odds 
and that’s what I’ve gotta face. 
I wish I could just make you turn around 
turn around and see me cry 
there’s so much I need to say to you, 
so many reasons why 
you’re the only one who really knew me at all.
so take a look at me now 
there’s just an empty space a
and there’s nothin left here to remind me 
just the memory of your face 
take a look at me now 
there’s just an empty space 
but to wait for you is all I can do 
and that’s what I gotta face 
take a good look at me now 
‘cause I’ll still be standing there 
and you coming back to me is against all odds 
it’s the chance i gotta take.

out where the stones lay like bones by the oceanout where the waves crash contempt on the landsomeone was trembling for fear of the tempestsomebody silently reached for their handsaid, understand that if you’re cold i’ll keep you warmand besides, there’s so much beauty in a stormso come down with me to the shoreand what’s more, i adore youso tell me, what is there to fearyou think some seraph up above is trying to rob us of our lovebecause the sky’s not clearmy dear, you know there’s notnow listen to the rain upon the rooftop(but the wind picked up)out where the stones stand up like thrones beside the oceanout where the waves make a grave of the seathe lovers struggled in the middle of the tempestand water angrily crawled up onto the beachsaid, hold my hand and stay with mewe’ll be releasedbut the tide clung like an anchor to her feetand though he tried to make the water line recedeit pulled her out into the seahe could not break apart the waves to bring her safely back inhe watched her hand break through the surface oncethen disappear againforever wait inside the sea for me,my dear i hear youyou speak in every curling waveand sing in every violent breezesomeday not far away from heremy dear, i swear i’ll see youand we will hear the seraphs cryfor they will still envy you and ihow they envied you and ihow they envied you and ihow they envied you and i.

out where the stones lay like bones by the ocean
out where the waves crash contempt on the land
someone was trembling for fear of the tempest
somebody silently reached for their hand
said, understand that if you’re cold i’ll keep you warm
and besides, there’s so much beauty in a storm
so come down with me to the shore
and what’s more, i adore you
so tell me, what is there to fear
you think some seraph up above is trying to rob us of our love
because the sky’s not clear
my dear, you know there’s not
now listen to the rain upon the rooftop
(but the wind picked up)
out where the stones stand up like thrones beside the ocean
out where the waves make a grave of the sea
the lovers struggled in the middle of the tempest
and water angrily crawled up onto the beach
said, hold my hand and stay with me
we’ll be released
but the tide clung like an anchor to her feet
and though he tried to make the water line recede
it pulled her out into the sea
he could not break apart the waves to bring her safely back in
he watched her hand break through the surface once
then disappear again
forever wait inside the sea for me,
my dear i hear you
you speak in every curling wave
and sing in every violent breeze
someday not far away from here
my dear, 
i swear i’ll see you
and we will hear the seraphs cry
for they will still envy you and i
how they envied you and i
how they envied you and i
how they envied you and i.

(Source: weheartit.com, via lucabrate)

(Alfred Kubin)

(Alfred Kubin)