Ist aus na Geschichtsidee von mir entstanden... Wenn ihr zu der mehr hören wollt, könnt ihr gerne bescheid sagen ❄️
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I am lost
In my first life nobody were talk to me like I could read there minds.
In my second life I tryed to write all my memories down... A book with a head full of lines.
In my third life I finally try to live... But noone belives my story where true. Noone listend to me or spends time with this broken minded Body, like I have nothing to give.
In my fourth life I try to speak. But if anyone would have listend this time, I wouldn't have to leave.
In my fith life I break down. I don't want this anymore. Now people noticed me. I am the broken part of a happy family.
In my sixth life I pretent to be deaf. So they tell me all the secrets, they hoped they would keep these to the grave. The finall breath.
In my seventh life I make my oldest wish come true. I won't kept these secrets, these is my revage to you.
In my eightht life I paid for my lies. I pretent to be deaf and ruind there lives. But it's not my fault that humans are so bad. I hoped the dead bring me peace, but I was wrong. I live forever because of this demon inside my head.
And now I am lost...
Have so much time between reality and fantasy.
I am lost. I hoped peace comes with my death.
But at least the pain last forever.
(6.4.22)
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Poetry inside my head
PoetryMan kennt es doch... Die Gedanken kreisen im Kopf und irgendwie muss man sie sortiert bekommen. Einige versuchen es mit Geschichten, andere schaffen es so. Ich hab zwar meine Geschichten, aber manchmal wird es einfach zuviel. Und genau in diesen Mom...
