mirror

I see a girl - half women already -
there is dark surround her, but still a thin ray of light illuminates her face and body.
she has nothing on, but her long dark hair cover her perfectly - as if that is also meant to protect her.
she tells nothing, she shows no emotions, she looks intrested, still there are no feeling in her eyes.
she does have something, though. In her hand. An appointment book.
her entire being inspires trust and interest towards others, and looking after how to help, yet she looks pretty busy, and kind of inapproachable. Oh, and by the way, if you are a guy, forget it! you don't have a chance!
barricade. border. shield. crash barrier is everything in her life. Everything is there just to protect her. Of course she looks confident and smart besides that walls. And the best of all is that nobody else can see how really afraid is she inside. Now that's news.

She did not know the baby was her own. That baby should really grow up in her arms, with her eyes looking after him. She is holding him in her hands and she know, she just knows he must be her son, but will she have the power to take responsability for him?
will she have the courage to let down the appointment book? Will she risk being hurt just to feel again?
that baby is my baby.
I just don't know what to do with it...

life

"...it takes some fear before I trust, and it takes some tears to make it rust and it takes the dust to have it polished..."

life really does go full circle
you decide to draw a circle and then as soon as the pen reaches the paper and starts to leave the blue line which goes on and on, you just realize that it's not just one circle, it seems more like several circles all in one bigger circle.

like a labirint which starts on one point in the center and finishes in the eternity somewhere.

like a vicious circle. You keep drawing again and again the same circle, and you just see the same things over and over again. Every point has the so well known consequence. Every situation is so familiar, and then you just wonder, how could you do the same mistake again, over and over.

but then something happens... the circle still makes it's way into eternity, and you still see the same things, but they are just a bit different then the things a bit before.
the circles go round and round, but they grow into being life.

life is a vicious circle, but you just keep learning from it...again and again

have a nice day :)