Hanging from the hook of death, I long for relief
I want to fall and become dust,
It's the only way to forget my suffering;
I had the choice, but I have made a mistake,
I thought life was too difficult, I didn't want to be hurt,
And now I can't escape.
I'm between two worlds, haunted by my choice,
Not only can't I take myself back up, but,
I'm so desperate that my arms refuse to move,
In the past I saw this fog, it made me blind,
I was so terrified, I always ran away.
I fled from him but, now I realise he was there for me,
My Destiny was in front of me.
I would give anything to break this chain which is still linking me to life
This knot which prevents me from falling,
But it's impossible, and I'm forced to be suspended in this nothingness
Until Death comes to take me and sets me free...


Céline
Joanna
Ludivine
Gabriel

Toffee or not toffee?

Am I black or am I white?
Do I have to hope or do I have to fight?
Do I have to look back, feel guilty,
To be born toffee?
I run away from society
To be myself finally.
I sit now in cold solitude
Listening to the silent prelude
Of my despair.

Juliette
Chloé
Sylvain
Vincent

Snowy

As I am looking at this war scene,
I wonder what the world will be like tomorrow
Men rise and fall like winter wheat
They try to survive in this ocean of snow
But nevertheless, their hearts are full of heat
One day, this blanket will melt without
wondering
wether the sky will reject the raven.
Is there a seat for me in heaven ?

Céline
Faustine
Yannick