woensdag 20 mei 2009


Photograph Katharsis by Ophelias overdose

I hear a scream. Far in the distance. Which floor does it come from? And where am i? This house is so scary. Broken windows, dirt on the floor, a ruin from what it once was. And still it has also it's beauty. The silent dark corners are giving me goosebumps but i find some pleasure in it. In fact i love these deserted places with sighs of the past. I go upstairs. Noises from behind a door. Soft cries. As i carefully open the door i see her. I can't believe it. My equalness. Looking so sad. I take her hand and i listen as she opens up for me. And tells me about the pain inside. Pain because i neglected her for so long. And i begin to see the real me, she's holding the mirror. Nowhere to hide. Pain in many colours and the darkness of my heart. I start screaming with her. And our screams transform into a song. About the one i tried to hide. About the self i've never wanted to know. But this self is also a part of me, and a beautiful part too. Diffuse light falling on the floor. Broken glass shines like precious stones. I pick up a shiny piece and hold it in my hand. She lays her hand in mine and hold my hand tight. And tighter. We start to bleed but i don't feel the pain. I only feel my blood rushing and my heart pounding. Like never before. And then i understand and become one with her. Here i am. Do you see who i am? A girl with a bright and dark heart. Who needs pain thru love. The pain that makes me whole, that makes me shine like a diamond. Pain purifying my soul and making me happy. And as i embrace the whole me, accept all my colours, i am this lucky girl whois found by Him; my Master, Friend, Tormentor. Who understands me, takes care of me and He changed the ruin into a magnificent home.
I miss you Master......

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