Montag, 31. Mai 2010

A Dream


Ever dreamt about how everything is gonna end?
To kill yourself - in a dream?
Rip yourself out to the bones,
feeling relief from falling apart,
holding your breathe until your last one is fading out,
can´t you stop me from feeling my suicidal dream?
But don´t worry you will get yours too.

Mittwoch, 5. Mai 2010

My Heart



You tear my heart to you,

to guard it,

and rip at will,

in the cold rain we danced,

lived under the tears of angels

but when Hera's heat flowed through you,

I was surrounded of the night,

and then when you walked;


you took with you my soul.