cannot think straightthe mind blown awaytrapped in chaosthat grabs me to slaycannot stay in herecannot run awayfalse letters pop outto perform a pointless speechnot that I'd be able to finish and reachthe end of a sentenceall memories are absentcannot handle anymore presencecan't even tell what time or day ismelted consistencyI really really need to go... Weiterlesen →
Ich kann darüber denken, aber sprechen kann ich nicht. Obwohl, wenn ich das Denken versuche in die Richtung zu lenken, fühle ich, wie die Verbindung verschwimmt.
I write, when I'm alone. I write, when something's going on. I write, when I'm bored, I write, when I feel sore. I write, when my soul is empty. Over-all I write, when I'm my biggest enemy. How will it be, when the writings leave me?
"I love you". What do these words mean to you? What do they mean, when they drop out of your mouth to reach someone who you want to feel loved by you. I'm still learning how to love, me, and you, too. Is it ok, to reach out while figuring out, tho? Do you mind... Weiterlesen →
In a brain filled with buzzing bugs, numbing music is an embracing hug.
The louder it gets, the quieter I become. Fragmental thoughts in my head, and I just wanna run. No more energy left, just have to watch them in stun. Try to take a breath, but I´m loosing, whom I´ve become.
I'm a mess. I'm still afraid of just being me. And I still don't want you to see.
Can´t talk, when I see you walk towards the place where I stood tall until I saw you.
Oh bitte, bitte; wieso kannst Du mich nicht sehen? Du nimmst mir die Luft zum Atmen, ich kann nicht mehr stehen. Du siehst, dass ich falle, und trotzdem kannst Du Dich nicht bewegen. Bitte komm doch nur einen Schritt auf mich zu, versuch es doch wenigstens!