today I was writing you a thought, it twisted my soul and tried my life’s facination. I’m writing you a song, to tell you in sweet rhymes these things I have found. I’m writing strong, these feelings in this book, my depression reigns. The force of this pen has become less as my hands bleed …
Frustration is prevalent in my mind, like a intruder, deep working hard in my mind – unwelcome, yet invited… The pain of realisation, the slow drift displacment of comfort. I’m so yet I’m less so – and this I know and it breaks me inside. How fragile am I? Can one destroy oneself? Do I …
My headphones hold my head in its palms. They protect me from the world I’m in, the place I find myself. I’m in a place of nothing – just the stimulation of sound, and the effects of dreaming. I’m anew in this world – the music is like a drug, a powerful addiction. I yearn …
i dont care that much anymore – the conversations are not as they used to be – to my relief – greyness stays with me now more than ever. I know you as a piece of glass now, im not haunted by you no more,no reflections, its funny how its easier now to say this, …
Things have been fine here, not much is going on – but if they are and they probably are – I’m don’t give them the justice they deserve. I often take for granted the small things, or I think they are not big enough. I think this will be my last letter to you. I …
who else, honestly, who else?
I’m so tired. So tired of everything, the calendar on my wall, the thoughts in in my head. I’m so tired of these days, the monotonous nothings, the always unknowns, the yes’s and no’ and the maybe’s and most of all the nothings, especially the nothings. So tired of the sun, I’m tired of the …
When i feel the surface level cracks in my heart, I brush my hand over these rough edges and I feel the surface echo through my skin and at these echos attach my consious, my soul – they drive my mind crazy like a rabid dog, they gnaw at my nerves and needle pinch my …
absolutly no way. neither left nor the inevitable contrast of opposite – too much to think. Will I be granted the enlightenment of foresight, the prediction of fate, or will I be left fending these walls by myself. One thing remains sure, by myself these walls will stand, they will stand the endurance of the …
Long towers and standing walls – dark walls and still walls – calm wars, dark wars, secret wars… Long towers stand looking over these things, and beer is drunk. Long towers – in the deserts. Long towers – strong and there…always there. Long towers stand still, and they watch, they watch the beer that is …