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Adieu – chapter: My Dying Days

•2011/12/31 • 3 Comments

Adieu

The gentle hands, the loving eyes, the beautiful parts,
All these things are meant to soften your heart,
I had smiled, I felt joy and I felt safe,
To be led towards something strange is quite unsafe.

This feeling – this cold crushing disease,
From it, I would like a quick release,
Life is a terrifying thing, if you please,
Let me fall deeper, when will this ease?

Love yourself ’cause no-one else is going to,
With every new scar this black cancer grew,
Across my trembling sky a blind crow flew,
To all of this nonsense I will bid adieu.

Far too many times I held my tongue,
Yet, I wasn’t the one who was wrong,
Between two worlds – in the third I belong,
I ache for the moment when I will be gone.

Just feel the way how I felt,
The world was deaf – no matter how loud I yelled,
Every promise I made – all of them I held,
All of my scars – suffering will weld.

Pain is an unavoidable side effect of love,
Lobotomize my heart; I crave for this sick art,
Suffer in silence, tomorrow brings a new start,
Your own twisted reality will tear you apart.

With great love comes great pain,
Still, I would do it all over again.

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Between two shades of nothing – chapter: My Dying Days

•2011/11/21 • 2 Comments

A selfish, cold touch from the rude wind on her skin,
The walls of a hotel room seem a bit thin,
Something else and yet the same,
- so lost –
Going insane by the thought of being sane.

An unsteady table with nothing on it,
The perfect reflection of herself,
The dead flies and the burned – out lights,
Complete delicately this disgraceful sight.

This silence carries such a shame,
Staring at the floor, no one remembers her name.
A window is open to let the guilt wither away,
She didn’t wanted to go or to stay.

Pseudo-life with pseudo-lines,
When everything is hanging on a single thought,
Between two shades of nothing she is caught….
Life was never meant to be something simple,
In distant and silent waters, Death shall ripple.

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