In den letzten Wochen
Komm ich immer mehr zu mir.
Bin zu wütend und frustiert,
Um Teile zu ignorier'n.
"Ich weiß, wer ich bin.
Meistens bin ich's ja auch." -
Hab ich zu Hannah gesagt,
An Jojos Geburtstag,
In 'nem Rausch.
Aber "meistens" reicht nicht!
Schulde mir und meinen Lieben "immer".
Und ja, lieber Silas,
Ich bin völlig durch,
Aber gleichermaßen genial,
Kreativ und liebevoll.
Ich steh auf meinen Füßen
Und zu meiner Meinung.
Bin vom Leben beschadet,
Aber noch völlig ganz -
Aus innerer Stärke.
In den letzten Wochen
Komm ich immer mehr zu mir.
Und manchmal meint
"Fickt euch doch alle!"
"By the way,
Flowers,
Why give them away.
They die and shrivel
Is this what your love is?
Something that doesn't last,
Wilts away, decaying!
No one truly desires that,
A love that won't last,
A love that wades with age!
Why, use it as a symbol?
If the symbol wades
Wouldn't the compassion too?
Obsession
I try to explain it away
Is it a trick of the mind?
Where delusions hold sway
As reality is left behind
Those feelings I conceal
All twisting to get free
I cannot risk and reveal
Just what you mean to me
I try to understand it
Work out what it means
And when that misery hit
Haunted by those scenes
You never cease to amaze
Perfection comes so easy
Entranced in your gaze
All I could wish to see
I try figure it all out
The constant confusion
What I'd thinking about
Each and every delusion
Dreams beyond my control
Broken sleepless nights
Torment a weakened soul
With unattainable sights
I try to find a solution
Just the sight of her.....
The smell of her.....
the taste of her....
the touch of her...
Its like a knife..
And all I want to do is push it deeper.
But I'm just some noise in your ear,
Some stains on your carpet that tastes bitter,
But like a fool,I shall love you always my dear.
Blood
Liquid crimson, leaking over broken
Limbs, filling cracks with agony,
Glory, raped with the pain of your sin;
Perfect features, covered in irony.
Glorious blood, soaking into satin
Lace, the bliss of the red stained ebony;
Gorgeous red brick, coating your vile toxin;
The human mind, a cruel mahogany.
Insanity, the perfect mask for loons,
The demented thrill of the perfect kill;
The tormented calls of the young kid's toons,
Screaming into the night 'cause of dark's chill.
I call out to thee in my dreams of you,
Bloody, merciless dreams of the dark's coo.
My name is Breathless
I can't breathe when you are near
My name is Memoryless
I have no memories, only fear
My name is Bondless
There can't be a bond between you and me
My name is Friendless
I don't have any friends as you can see
My name is Sleepless
I just stay awake and think of you
My name is Painless
There's only emptiness and nothing you can do
My name is Tearless
There are no tears left to cry
My name is Trustless
Can't trust anyone just want to die
My name is Skinless
There's no outside to show me
My name is Nameless
There's just nothing I can be
My name is Warless
I don't want to fight
My n