Free

He looked above at the sky and felt a yearning he had never experienced before.He wanted to suddenly grow wings and take off towards the heavens.To soar above fields, cities and mountains, to circle the immaculate clouds, to hover over lakes gently touching the water.To feel alive and absolutely free.
He closed his eyes and felt exactly that.For a second or two, until he opened them and looked down, and the cruel reality that was his wheel chair settled in.

Caution

Hush, my little heart, be still.
No need to gallop at her will.

Better stop and think this through,
Else I'll once again be blue.

Revenge

  And it all comes down to a whirlwind of fury, eating away at your very core, drilling through the depths of your soul, leaving behind only ashes...It devours you indiscriminately, without logic or meaning, until nothing is left...

In the Blink of an Eye

In the blink of an eye,
You could have a revelation,
See the world anew.

In the blink of an eye,
You could fall to pieces,
Kneel down and cry.

In the blink of an eye,
You could win the jackpot,
See your dreams come true.

In the blink of an eye,
You could lose everything,
Be humbled by the odds.

In the blink of an eye,
You could fall in love,
See yourself fulfilled.

In the blink of an eye,
You could die...

Shy

  She threw me a long lingering look and I felt like I was lost.I wanted to grab her and lose myself in a passionate kiss.But I didn't.I was afraid.
  Something inside stopped me.I just kept looking at her, feeling completely helpless.
  Her smile sent me in a daze.I felt otherworldly.I couldn't say a word.I only wanted to look into her eyes, to get lost in the blue abyss that they were.
  She was mumbling something I couldn't understand.I couldn't because I only wanted to taste her lips, to feel the sweet sensation of a kiss.Yet, I only stood there watching her.Because I was afraid, afraid to spoil the moment...

Love

Don't shy, look me in the eyes,
Let me dream of bluest skies.

Let me see that rascally smile,
It will cheer me up a while.

Tell me stories old and new,
Fill my soul and heart with you.

Leave me all alone to pine,
Asking why you can't be mine,
Wondering if you want more,
Or if I was just a bore.

Victor(3)

  The man behind the counter keeps moving his lips, but the words seem to elude Victor.He stares blankly into the man's eyes while his mind is being invaded by panic and uncertainty.Could he suspect him of something?Can this be traced back to him?Shouldn't he have bought it on the streets?Is he really going to go through with it?Is this what he is to become?
  A loud "Mister!" wakes him from his daze.He looks at the man for a few seconds not realizing what he is doing there.Then he looks down on the counter and sees it.Small, heavy, shiny.He picks it up, opens the barrel takes a long look, then utters something about bullets.
  He picks up the small box and the gun, slides some bills on the counter and heads to the door.He stops in front of it, takes a good look at the gun then glances at the clerk.The man is rearranging some rifles on a shelf.Victor opens the door and heads for his car.
  Inside, he opens the glove compartment, throws the newly aquired items inside then, with an absent look on his face puts the car into drive and heads for the town exit.