Freitag, 22. November 2013

und ich denke an den tag, an dem du mich verlassen hast

Die Angst fordert ihren Tribut und lässt sich mit noch mehr Angst bezahlen. Verloren auf dem Weg zu dir. Verloren auf dem Weg zu mir. Flucht kommt von Zuflucht. Etwas flieht in mir und sucht nach dem, was du nicht mehr geben kannst. Nicht mehr geben willst, weil wir alles was wir lieben eines Tages zurücklassen müssen. Manche Momente kennen kein Erbarmen. Manche Momente zerren mit aller Kraft die Wahrheit ans Licht und lassen Lügen und Wünsche in Flammen aufgehen. Werfen uns zurück auf die Beine, mit denen wir zur Welt gekommen sind. Und mein Herz, es ist gut so wie es ist. Es fühlt sich nur nicht so an. 

Montag, 18. November 2013

"bin nicht der beste mensch, doch immer da für dich, wenn du mich brauchst"

I want to yell at you for leaving me. I want to call you all the names in the book. I want to slam the door in your face so you know how it feels. I want to make you realize you were wrong. I want you to know how much pain I went through when you left, and how much I'm still going through. I want you to see how you leaving affected me.

lights will guide you home

WE MUST
LOSE OUR 
FEAR
OF BEING
HUMAN.

Freitag, 15. November 2013

home coming

I'm coming home, I'm coming home
tell the world I'm coming home
let the rain wash away
all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
and they've forvgiven my mistakes.

Donnerstag, 7. November 2013

we are the children who can't be saved

shadows settle on the place that you left
our minds are troubled by the emptiness
destroy the middle, it's a waste of time
from the perfect start to the finish line

and if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones
cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
setting fire to our insides for fun
collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
the lovers that went wrong

we are the reckless
we are the wild youth
chasing visions of our futures
one day we'll reveal the truth
that one will die before he gets there

and if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones
cause most of our feelings, they are dead and the are gone
we are setting fire to our insides for fun
collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home
it was a flood that wrecked this

well I've lost it all, I'm just a silouhette
a lifeless face that you'll soon forget
my eyes are damp from the words you left
ringing in my head, when you broke my chest

and if you're in love then you are the lucky one
cause most of us are bitter over someone
setting fire to our insides for fun
to distract our hearts from ever missing them
but I'm forever missing him

and you caused it