One Step Closer to Somewhere

Another piece of paper,
Another mismatching line...
The trash is full,
My canvas is empty.
Words fall apart
And maybe I`m not fine...

But do you care
And do you know
What you left behind,
How you hurt my mind
With your games?

Another day gone by
Wondering where to start from...
They make me sick
And they`re so fake
In their beliefs.
I want me back, I want them gone!

But do they care
And do they see
These scars that bleed,
The scars they made
With their arms?

Today`s intoxicating!
I can`t stand this air!
I want to get out,
Break that window
And break free.
Won`t need a stair,
Just jump with me!


29 Seconds

29 years and I enjoyed 19.
29 seconds have brought me in.
I am here, in this room,
Taking my time to think,
To repent, analyze, despise
What I`ve done, how I look
In her eyes.
29 days 'till my baby's birthday,
29 calls and no one saying "Hey!"
I've never seen her. She'll be 10.
I don't think she'll ever be able
To understand, forgive or give
Away the very bad things
Her papa did...
29 seconds, let me finish praying!
29 angels may watch her while dreaming.
I am here, in this room,
Taking my time to think
To repent, to analyze, despise...
Telling her I'm dead is better
'Cause I got 25... for murder.




To be continued...

Dear friends, do you think that gypsies from Romania are poor and persecuted by the government?

Do you think they ask for money on the streets of Europe because they can`t find a job, because they have nothing to eat or to feed their babies or because they have no money to cure some disease?
Do you think they have a bad life and deserve your mercy?

Well, take a look at these films I found on YouTube! They are from a gypsy "village" named Buzescu, in the south of Romania.
These "palaces" have been built with money gained from fraud, stealing, begging, prostitution and exploitation.


Think again before believing their lies and before giving them money!





It`s unbelievable, isn`t it?

Hi there! Don`t be shocked! This is a post about how kids can express pain. Although some of us can`t speak yet, everybody feels it. You felt it too, when you were younger, and began to hide it when you grew up (Big boys/girls don`t cry!…Do they???). Here`s a small experiment.

According to the IASP (International Association for the Study of Pain), pain can be defined as: “An unpleasant sensory and emotional experience associated with
actual or potential tissue damage, or described in terms of such damage”.

It is a unique experience for each individual due to physiological, biochemical and pshychological differences between us. It is a subjective sensation and it is not possible to measure it, objectively, by any apparatus.

When a grown up is hurt, he/she may tell you that they are in pain or they can minimalise its intensity. It depends on many factors, but adults tend to be courageous or to exagerate their feelings. It`s a matter of education and culture.
But how do kids do, in this case?

From age of 18 months old, a child can express pain (“Ouch!”) and sometimes can even spot its location. At 3-4 years old they can even express the intensity of it. For those who can`t speak yet, there are scales based upon facial expression, crying, body movements, groaming etc. Kids rarely “invent” their pain without any “lying purpose” (that of skipping school, for example).
Here`s a small experiment done by the “Play Therapy Team” in the “Hospital of Pediatrics” in Brasov: the hospitalized children were asked to express their pain by drawing it…

"A huge monster. PAIN", Alex, age 8.




















"I see pain as a dinosaur", Michael,age 11.










"Me when arrived at the hospital" Marius, age 13.








Bianca, age 10. This is my favourite one. You can see the different degrees of pain symbolised by each colour. What comes after the unbearable "black" pain? Nothing. It`s a void, a white empty space. Death?













"I don`t wish anyone such a pain. My name is Vasi and I`ve made this drawing because I once have felt such a pain.When my head aches, my pain feels like drawn here." Vasi, age 11.











Cristina, age 16.









TAKE CARE OF YOUR KIDS! NEVER LET THEM SUFFER! AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!
SEE YOU LATER!