I know, that I am strong
And that I don't need anyone.
But the race of an heart
When the world beats you hard.
Is missing, when you're free,
But I guess that's just me.I love to live, but still would welcome death,
Would ask so curious
What lies beneath the threat.
My friends are great, but I could walk alone,
Sit for eternity
On an ice-cold throne.Because all the times I cried out for help,
No one heard, but those who didn't understand.
So I fixed myself, made myself a smile,
And kept on going for a while
A while turned to months and months turned to years,
Forgott, how my face had looked in tears.
But still I miss their gentle touch,
Oh I miss it so much.If future doesn't matter, what's the value of dreams?
And what's worth a voice, that never screams?
The world's full of beauty and I, too, breath it in
But it isn't complete without it's ugliest grin.
I held tight to my memories,
But then let go, no apologies.
Don't get me wrong, they stayed close by,
And together we learned how to fly.All this Drama never felt like mine,
My guitar played a different line.
The mean ones had no power,
I mean seriously, why?
After all I said,
I was never that shy.
And as I cross the graveyard walls
The nightmare ghost is he who falls.
In the Wind, in the snow
Just with Arrow and Bow
I might survive or not end fair
But I'm not one to care.I know, that I am strong.
And that I don't need anyone.
It's ok, and I'm still here
But I do miss the fear.
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Echos
PoetryEin Gedicht. Eine Geschichte. Ein Leben. In diesen Gedichten geht es nicht im entferntesten um mich. Jedes von ihnen erzählt die Geschichte eines anderen Menschen.