Monthly Archives: October 2012

All the pretty things that we could be

All the pretty things that we could be
I don’t want to think about them any longer
Please, make it stop..

I’m trying to dry out
Making a severe detoxification
And there it is:
Your meaningless, little ‘hello’

One single drop touches the tip of my tongue
And the wonderful taste spreads,
ressurects each cell of my body.
And I’m addicted again.

These words will break me,
but you have to hear them.

Stop contacting me.
Never write me again
Never call me again
Never wave at me again –
Just walk on by.

I love you.
Make it stop.

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Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky

You turn away from me.
You do it for the best.
So you won’t confuse me any longer.
So I can stop thinking of you.
That’s what you said.

How do you think this will work out?

The farther you push me away,
the closer I want you to be.
It’s like you’re the sun in my universe
and if you turn cold, I’ll freeze.
But if you shine, I’ll burn.

I feel pain without you
It’s just as strong and unbearable
as the pain I feel when you’re around.

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You’re precious

You are the kind of person people write songs about
You are the kind of dream I never want to wake up from
You are a free bird. Your heart doesn’t have a home
And I couldn’t hold you even if you loved me
Wouldn’t let you waste your beauty on me
Go travel the world, my dear
Your blue eyes must save so many impressions

Forgive me. Forget me.

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I may be down, but I look up to the stars

I’m stressed and overstrained.
My life exhausts me and I feel like collapsing very soon.
Had a mental breakdown after only two weeks of university.
How am I going to survive four years?!
I feel so incapable of the things I demand from myself.
How could I think I could be a student,
when even checking timetables
and taking trains
and printing stuff
and searching rooms
and buying books is too much for me?!
I feel like I run on empty.
Nothing works.
Cutting pressure is so high,
but no one seems to notice it.

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Starlit

Stay, my love
Don’t you want to wait until this sunset is over?
Don’t you want to look at the stars with me?
We could be covered by a beautiful silence
It’s cold and the sky will be clear tonight
The only warmth would be the spot
where the palms of our hands touched
Just like that one night in November
Do you think of it sometimes?
Well, I do.
I remember it whenever I look into your eyes
I can still see the reflection of the marketsquare in them
And I still feel the cobblestone beneath my feet
I think of it when I look at the stars
It was a starlit night too, wasn’t it?
Stay with me, love
I want to make so much more memories.

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4 Minutes of beauty

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half emtpy or half full
It slowly rises
Your love is gonna drown

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Se4NBz5N_SA

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You gave my emptiness a name.

When you said you’d protect me,
but became the danger instead
When you promised me a life at your side,
but you didn’t even call back
When you said you’d catch me a star,
but all you came up with were excuses
When you made me dance
in the ashes of my world once again

You gave my emptiness a name.

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In love with Judas

I’ve learned love is like a brick.
You can build a house or sink a dead body.

-Lady Gaga, Judas

Unfortunately, it feels more like sinking a dead body the last days.
Something erodes me and I can’t point the finger on it.
He gave me a key to the house of his parents and somehow it was cursed.
I feel bad since I have it. It lies in my pocket heavy like a stone.
I regarded it carefully but there’s nothing wrong with it.
It’s me.
I don’t want a key.
I want to move out.
I want a home.

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Image

The closer I come, the faster you run.
The more I want you, the more you reject me.
Whenever I’m not interested in you,
you come back to mess up my life.
If I had only one wish, I’d beg God to let me know,
if there will ever be a chance for us.
This insecurity totures me,
it keeps me awake.
Will we find each other once?
Will our time come?

The closer I co…

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