"Utanför hörde hon taxin tuta en andra gång. Hon öppnade dörren och vinkade för att visa att hon var på väg. En sista titt i spegeln visade ett lugnt ansiktsuttryck men inombords var hon riktigt nervös. Detta var fösta gången hon skulle flyga med ett större flygplan och magen var full av fjärilar inför tanken att sitta i det stora planet när det lyfte från marken. Nervös inför det faktum att hon inte visste vad som väntade.
-Var inte löjligt, du klarar det här. Det finns absolut ingenting att vara nervös för, mumlade hon tyst till spegelbilden i ett försök att stoppa tumultet inom henne.
   Ytterligare en tutning från taxin avbröt hennes granskning.  Hon grep ett stadigt tag om resväsken och tog ett djupt andetag innan hon med ett leende gick ut genom dörren till den väntande taxin på uppfarten till huset."

Något som är värt att skriva vidare på?

"You can't be the best at everything, but you can always DO your best."

Den här dikten skrev jag för cirka 1,5 år sedan. Detta är något jag tror många känner något gång (om inte fler) i sitt liv.

I keep wondering where my life is suppose to take me.

What my purpose in life even is.

If I even have one.

But no matter what; you can always be sure that life takes you somewhere.

No matter if you like it or not.

For the moment I’m not even sure it takes me anywhere.

It feels like my life is put on hold.

That someone in some way paused it.

It’s strange though because in one way I need a pause

but I also need a change.

So where do I go from here?

“When you're young, your whole life is about the pursuit of fun. Then, you grow up and learn to be cautious. You could break a bone or a heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don't leap at all because there's not always someone there to catch you. And in life, there's no safety net. When did it stop being fun and start being scary?”
- Carrie Bradshaw

"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)

I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear;

and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)

I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root

and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;

which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)"

- Ee Cummings

Ett av favoritcitaten som hörts i Sex and the city.

I want to believe in life.
I want to believe in truth.
I want to believe in freedom.
But most of all.
I want to believe in love again.
Standing face to face
I vanish inside your eyes.
You break down every wall
and yet I feel so safe.
I've never let anyone get this close.
It would break my heart
to hear you say goodbye.
I can't survive another night away from you.
Is it a dream or is it real?

(Den här dikten skrev jag inte utifrån en verklig händelse.)

I hurt myself by hurting you.
I wish I could change your mind.
That you would find your way back to me.
Without you I do not think I can live.
I feel emptiness without you in my life.
I want to be with you and to not stand alone.
I've been trying to move on
but I cannot seem to leave the love behind me.
Every song reminds me of what used to be
when you were in my life.
No matter what I do, you are always on my mind.
I just want to tell you again how sorry I am.
I never meant to let you down or hurt you in any way.
Please come back to me and stay forever.

Eftersom jag håller på med en diktsamling och även har en till i tanken, så lägger jag av naturliga skäl inte ut dessa dikter. Däremot tänkte jag att de som inte platsar i en kommande diktsamlingar kunde få en plats här på bloggen.

 
She cannot understand why no one can see her.
Everyone sees right through her,
seems to be invisible to the world.
She can hear them whisper
but they cannot even hear her screaming.
Then suddenly she sees a memory flashing by in her mind.
Tears start falling in disbelief.
She cannot believe what she saw.
Her own death.
And it hits her - she is a ghost.