Blank memory. The blank memory of my beautiful childhood. I wish I could remember the part of my bone-chilling childhood before it became bone-chilling. It was like the flick of a light switch. I must have been about 2 years old. Bathing in sunlight. My parents hid their trepidation with gigantic smiles on their faces. …
Why do borders exist? What is the point of something that blocks people form safety, from something better than what they left? What’s the point of something that separates the harsh reality and a world of safety, security, hopes and dreams. What is the point of something that makes a person feel trapped, alone and …
Over the border, Over the shore Leaving your life behind, Like never before A new life A new home A new journey For once more A new beginning, they say It’s easy talk But when you’re crossing the border It’s more than just a walk.
Over the border, where boundaries fade, lies a realm untouched, a world untouched. Where horizons whisper secrets untold, and dreams take flight, in colours bold. Beyond the border, where wonders reside, adventures await, with arms open wide. The veils of uncertainty gently unfurled, revealing landscapes of an enchanting world. In twilight’s embrace, a mystical …
Imagine if i crossed, Over the border. To the other side But it’s not that simple New life, Fresh start. But what if it’s unpleasant No friends nor family Over the border
A different world, Just a few steps away. Over the border. What’s it even there for? Who’s it even there for? What’s even over there? What would happen if I crossed it? Over the border, To a different world. An image in my head, Beautiful trees, animals and flowers. Over the border. If it’s as …
Over the border Stands an obstacle How big, how small-you do not know You always wonder But never cared You hear about them all the time But would you help them? You always hear about them But where do THEY go? Over the border, there is peace or conflict Over the border, there is happiness …
