"We turn toward God only to obtain the impossible.

As for the possible, men suffice."

-Leon Chestov.

A maré se vai - Adrian Gabardo

Sometimes the strongest knot is the weakest,

when you feel like the right is certain,

there is more left than you imagined.

What is granted is taken away,

all that is left is the things you fight to gain.

When you imagine you're driving north,

you are actually losing yourself down south.

The happiness comes from inside,

you dive into the rainbow,

forgetting about the dark history,

where you've lived your entire life.

Let things go,

let it slide through your fingers,

until the grip is beyond reach,

then you're finally free.

The arms holding you,

may be the arms throwing you,

throwing you into the pit of despair,

where you live your days.

Let yourself go,

walk this earth,

unchained and unspoiled,

as for tomorrow,

it may be too late.