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Kirschblütenfrost

Viel zu lange, und doch erst einen Moment, ist sie bereits auf dieser Suche. Auf dieser Suche nach einem nicht ganz greifbaren Etwas, das si...

1/20/2014

Of Shattered Ways and Broken Hearts

Neither can I describe this situation; nor am I willing to try
The pattern of this feeling is way to complex and abstract to verbalize.

In order to express the things, one would have to paint a picture
A method I deny heartfelt, for I am way too afraid to drown in colours.
So I prefer, in this case, to turn away, to close my eyes,
I prefer to pray.

Since our ways interlaced, I would die to make your face
Disappear; to make your touch undone.

I wish that I could turn back time
To the moment as you shattered all the ways I have paved.
With timid steps, you crushed my ground, you broke my wall,
I am crumbling down.
Why am I even so vulnerable, again?

I am burning internally.

This sensation, why is it caused by you?
I was never willing to let you in, though I am obsessed with you.
If this is the reality, then I do not want to face it anymore
Please let me perish away for good, for now I perish just for you.

I wish that I could turn back time
To the moment as you shattered all the ways I have paved.
With timid steps, you broke my wall, you crushed my ground,
I am crumbling down...

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