Introspection after ALL, or NOTHING?

Yes, I look at the stars...
and sigh for you.
But I have traveled to the world where men fall fast...
but die harder.

The man that I love
the only one
does not come.
I died waiting

Of course I'm afraid
but I never forget to smile.

It's late and I have to go
...to the land where dreaming does not exist
and waiting for Joy is not even an option.

I cry and you are lonely.
Why?
I guess your music is all you have
and love all I NEED

The Season's Already Changing

Along came the spring
with colors and fragrances.
The air of a fresh start
was born with green and white roses.

When summer came
I was excited!
At least the sun
kept me warm with hope.

Now fall's starting.
Leaves are falling.
Im starting to miss the sun
and wondering if it really exists.

If winter ever comes,
I'll be cold and lonely.
Snow kills
and I'm not ready.

Seasons of soul
Roller coaster of love
Cycle of pain
Seasons Change.

Politician to my Brain, Music to my soul

Politician to my brain,
music to my soul,
inspiration of my words.

Architect of my feelings,
composition for my dreams,
the only one.

The distance is invisible
but you make it a long road.
I'll love to cross the river...
but you haven't build the bridge.

Waiting
Not knowing
I need a dictionary,
the one you own.

Living in a Dream

Sometimes your silence threatens my life
Sometimes your jokes make my day
Living in a world of sarcasm is not really my thing

Watching the impossible
so close
so tempting
so you...

Makes me want to fall
but
I don't want to suffer

Sometimes I am comfortable with you
... in my dreams
in the land where the impossible is not a word
where I can be with you

What I hate the most is waking up
having nothing
losing what fills me, for at least a night

I need you

I need something

I need it all

I rather never sleep
indeed
not live with an illusion
that has already been damaged

I want to put all the hope in a bag
and throw it away.
Even though it makes me stronger,
it makes me emptier at the same time.

Could you please help me?

but you don't...

IF

If you look into my eyes
you will still find 1000mL of pain.

If you feel my left pump
you will feel how slowly suicidal it is.

If you press yourself against my hips
you will know they haven't danced in a while.

If you touch my tired feet
you will notice they have been walking...
not knowing where to go.

If only you knew.

By Diana Charpentier
09 March 09

Red Drops Down MY back

I've been stabbed,
stabbed at the back.

A feeling of pain attacked me
releasing a river that couldn't be controlled.
It was transparent and salty.
It was honest.

It all happened
SO fast.

Slowly I have to remove the knife,
the knife that still hurts my back,
the one you threw so hard and strong.

I just hope the scar heals,
but not with your medicine.

Diana Charpentier
28Feb09

Do I want to know?

Not knowing what is going on
is the worst thing I can really know.

If answers were to grow in trees,
I'd probably be rich with thoughts.

I will never run out of questions...
till you cut down or heal the same tree,
the same tree you helped me plant,
the same tree that is no longer producing.

I know for sure I water the same tree,
the same tree that is begging for your sunlight.

For now I know that I want to know,
but I need you to let me know first.

By Diana Charpentier
25Feb09