Empty<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Feeling like there\u2019s nothing left within you,<\/p>\n
Sensing all the pain that couldn\u2019t reach you.<\/p>\n
Yet, not being able to be hurt,<\/p>\n
Because there\u2019s too many things to forget;<\/p>\n
But not only that…<\/p>\n
You don\u2019t want all that awful misery<\/p>\n
To be poured into you ever again.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Like into a sheer empty glass wine is poured<\/p>\n
It Stands majestically on its stalk<\/p>\n
Yieldingly waiting for someone\u2019s red lips<\/p>\n
To touch its smooth edge<\/p>\n
And for that greedy tongue<\/p>\n
To let it intoxicate with luscious maleficence<\/p>\n
In the form of bloody drink with a tint of alcohol.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But one doesn\u2019t want that,<\/p>\n
One desires the true happiness<\/p>\n
Like in all the myths once told,<\/p>\n
Not just a simple momentary pleasure<\/p>\n
Which comes and goes.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Is it truly us?<\/p>\n
Are we the makers of our luck?<\/p>\n
Like everyone else says?<\/p>\n
Maybe it\u2019s all just a mere illusion…<\/p>\n
And maybe not…<\/p>\n
What if it\u2019s really us after all?<\/p>\n
Who destroys our felicity, then?<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve heard one of those makers say:<\/p>\n
\u2018If it\u2019s not you, who is it then?\u2019<\/p>\n
I think his question might be one to think about deeply<\/p>\n
Before you decide what\u2019s important for you clearly<\/p>\n
In order to be filled with the most delicious liquor of all,<\/p>\n
One that isn\u2019t here to come and leave you in pain,<\/p>\n
Feeling like you drank the whole bottle in vain.<\/p>\n
The bottle entitled The True Happiness<\/em><\/p>\n That gets rid of all of that emptiness and loneliness.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Pr\u00e1zdna<\/p>\n <\/p>\n C\u00edti\u0161 sa akoby v tvojich \u00fatrobach u\u017e ni\u010d nebolo,<\/p>\n poci\u0165uje\u0161 v\u0161etk\u00fa t\u00fa boles\u0165, ktor\u00e1 \u0165a nemohla zastihn\u00fa\u0165.<\/p>\n No aj tak ti nem\u00f4\u017ee u\u017e by\u0165 ubl\u00ed\u017een\u00e9,<\/p>\n preto\u017ee je pr\u00edli\u0161 ve\u013ea vec\u00ed, na ktor\u00e9 treba zabudn\u00fa\u0165.<\/p>\n Ale nie len to…<\/p>\n Nechce\u0161 necha\u0165 u\u017e nikdy dopusti\u0165,<\/p>\n aby do teba znovu bolo vliate to v\u0161etko hrozn\u00e9 z\u00fafalstvo.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Tak ako sa leje v\u00edno do pr\u00e1zdneho \u010d\u00edreho sklenen\u00e9ho poh\u00e1ra,<\/p>\n Stojaceho majest\u00e1tne na svojej stopke.<\/p>\n Poslu\u0161ne \u010dakaj\u00fac na niekoho \u010derven\u00e9 pery,<\/p>\n aby sa dotkli jeho hladk\u00e9ho okraja,<\/p>\n a na ten nedo\u010dkav\u00fd jazyk<\/p>\n nech\u00e1vaj\u00fac ho opoji\u0165 sa lahodn\u00fdm zlom<\/p>\n vo forme krvav\u00e9ho n\u00e1poja s n\u00e1dychom alkoholu.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n No \u010dlovek to nechce,<\/p>\n t\u00fa\u017ei len po skuto\u010dnom \u0161\u0165ast\u00ed<\/p>\n ako z t\u00fdch kedysi rozpr\u00e1van\u00fdch b\u00e1j\u00ed,<\/p>\n nie len po chv\u00ed\u013ekovom pote\u0161en\u00ed,<\/p>\n ktor\u00e9 zaraz pr\u00edde a u\u017e je pre\u010d.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Sme to ozaj my?<\/p>\n Sme my strojcami vlastn\u00e9ho \u0161\u0165astia?<\/p>\n Tak ako to ka\u017ed\u00fd hl\u00e1sa?<\/p>\n Mo\u017eno je to v\u0161etko len jednoduchou il\u00faziou…<\/p>\n A mo\u017eno aj nie…<\/p>\n \u010co ak sme to vskutku my?<\/p>\n No kto potom ni\u010d\u00ed na\u0161e \u0161\u0165astie?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Po\u010dula som jedn\u00e9ho z t\u00fdch strojcov poveda\u0165:<\/p>\n \u201cAk to nie si ty, tak kto to je?\u201d<\/p>\n Mysl\u00edm, \u017ee jeho ot\u00e1zka je jedna z t\u00fdch,<\/p>\n nad ktorou by sme sa mali do h\u013abky zamyslie\u0165,<\/p>\n e\u0161te predt\u00fdm ne\u017e sa rozhodneme \u010do je pre n\u00e1s vskutku d\u00f4le\u017eit\u00e9,<\/p>\n aby sme sa mohli opoji\u0165 t\u00fdm najchutnej\u0161\u00edm n\u00e1pojom.<\/p>\n Tak\u00fd, ktor\u00fd tu nie je len preto, aby pri\u0161iel a zanechal \u0165a v utrpen\u00ed,<\/p>\n c\u00edtiac sa akoby si vypil cel\u00fa f\u013ea\u0161u nadarmo.<\/p>\n T\u00fa f\u013ea\u0161u zvan\u00fa Prav\u00e9 \u0161\u0165astie,<\/em><\/p>\n ktor\u00e1 \u0165a zbav\u00ed v\u0161etkej tej pr\u00e1zdnoty a samoty.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Zuzana<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Empty Feeling like there\u2019s nothing left within you, Sensing all the pain that couldn\u2019t reach you. Yet, not being able to be hurt, Because there\u2019s too many things to…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[19],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1031"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1031"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1031\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1032,"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1031\/revisions\/1032"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1031"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1031"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/noa.bart.sk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1031"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}