Big Picture

When I broke last time I was going thru a serious issue. Many bad things, not just the breakup itself. I needed to find some kind of philosophy to self convince me that everything would be or could be alright again... That tuesday, few days after we broke, I wrote this for her, waiting in the gutter outside my temple, to strenght her, and strenght me... It came fast, like an easy drop from my mind... No forced creation, really... It has the flavor of a pesimistic looking for hope...

You hurted my soul with senseless irony
I hurted yours with senseless iceberg will,
You wore your mask, like you are upset and strong,
I wore my own one, showing a heart of stone...

You judged me wrong, as i misjudged you,
We bittered our souls, then started anew
On our own shoes, we walked up again,
No one to blame, no really lasting pain.

There's no need to be dramatic,
This wotten world just won't collapse,
Either no need to be sarcastic,
Pretending you are enlightened being

This matter hurts, but it will vanish
Our times were mad, and spirits punished,
But time goes by, our spirits strenghted,
The show goes on, we are being tested

Don't even forgive me if you want,
Its not about forgiveness, its about our lifes,
This window is so big, not only this crack
If you see the big picture, you can stand.