Monthly Archives: December 2012

Speechless

They say some things are written in the stars.
Lately I really question us.
Will we make it?

It’s a cold and starry night.
I’m drenched in tears.
I lift my head and look at the stars above.

Can they predict our future?
Can they tell me that it will be okay again?

Seems like the stars are speechless,
astonished just like me.
How could I ruin us that much?!
Hurt us that much?!
Damage us that much?!

Suddenly I feel so stupid,
Gazing at a sky that has no answers.

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Polar Star

For a long time I wasn’t sure about it.
I couldn’t sleep. It kept me awake –
the question what it is that I feel for you.
How do I know that I love someone,
when I never loved or was loved before?

One day it became clear to me.

I knew it when I was sad the second you left.
When the door is slammed shut, I feel empty.

I knew it when I felt lost without you.
You are the star that guides me home.

I knew it when I held my breath during the news.
Every car crash makes me fear it could be you.

I knew it when I gave up the need to do everything on my own.
I let the map sink, I follow my Polar Star.

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Like footprints in the snow

I’m a lonely star in a cold night sky.
Hundreds of miles away from another one.
All of us are isolated.

I had been a girl like so many others.
But I died.
Now I watch you from up here.

The people I loved.
The people I hurt.
The people I proved wrong.

I’m freezing and I hate it.
But I endure it.
It’s cause I know you look up tonight,
thinking how beautiful the stars are.

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…my bad.

8.41 pm
I enter the bar.
It’s a cold and rainy evening.
You’re there.
You wave at me across the room for saying ‘hi’
and later for saying ‘goodbye’.
My bad I don’t dare to walk over to you.
10.27 pm
You leave.
I drink faster.
My bad I don’t run after you to make you stay.
12.59 am
My friends are hungry.
We comb the town for something to eat.
Your fault, I can’t walk properly!
Your fault, I’m sad and angry as hell!
02.14 am
I’m drunk.
I lay back in my chair.
You write me a message:
‘You look beautiful tonight’
Guess you’re also drunk.
And I’m sick.
My bad that I still want you!
You’re a real option, but not a solution.
I want to reach my home port.
I know you’ll never be that! You can’t be that!

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