The bitter truth

The truth is...

Soaked in darkness, pure and foreign,

it wraps itself around my body,

loneliness is something I crave, emptiness is something I gain,

anxiety is ceased as bitter thoughts evolve,

deep and hollow cavities are carved across my sick mind,

while I inhale the memories of neverwon affairs,

a smile is the only thing left to feed upon,

my feet tremble to remind myself of my useless dreams,

that were shattered so long ago.

Dripped in blood rushing from my opened veins,

as I lie breathing under a starless horizon,

no moonlight guides me across the path I am about to take,

my stomach‘s been empty for weeks,

my heart‘s broken for years spent on stupid games,

finally ready to go down to the source of all my pain,

as I grapple for a last support, but there‘s no anchor left,

so that I cannot but feed myself upon more pain.

Someday, the seal will be broken,

someday, the journey will end,

someday, the soul is saved,

someday, the body collapses,

someday, energy will be released and the truth will spread…

Covered in dried spills of blood,

the water gently caresses me, washes away the traces,

as I get up of the transparent room,

humming a melody I heard last week,

finally fed up and floating on air,

as my body‘s ready to give up on the useless duel

he lost already years ago

since I am no more than wasted healthy material…

Deeper below

Quiet down under

Long lost echoes of someone's beloved swallow the words,
the throat is tight and fills itself with shallow phrases,
breathing becomes harder as the water passes by,
while feet lose steady ground at a growing rate.

Promises crumble under the weight of faith and truth,
dreams become shadows of once strongly desired things,
now even movement seems out of reach as pain evokes,
flushing in waves and pulling the soul away.

Deeper and deeper below, the vortex becomes stronger,
makes love and hope fade into schemes with no meaning,
while the body is chained and weighed down with stones,
stones carrying pain and pity gained in a life never lived.

Immersed in quietness floats the body along the hollow,
where nothing ever happens as steady deterioration takes place,
every inch of mind and soul are quenched
as the body hits the ground with no pain nor regret.

A strange warmth covers the wounds inside both soul and mind,
transforms the completely destroyed shield to recover once again,
only a little aching reminds the newborn of long forgotten lives.

These lives lived in deep agony are necessary for every human being
to finally grasp the understanding about every wonder in life,
which only shine so powerful in the moments of most desperation...

Kleine Info / Short notice

Hallo da draußen an die, die es noch interessiert / Hello to the people that still care ,

wie vielleicht schon aufgefallen ist, hat der Blog eine längere Zeit niemanden mehr gesehen und war auch sonst verlassen. / as some of you might have noticed, the blog has been lonely and abandoned for some time.
Hier sei ein Versprechen gemacht, dass es jetzt bald wieder weitergeht und dann auch mit etwas mehr Elan. / Here's a promise that something will happen sooner or later this month and with more motivation.
Die lange Pause wird hoffentlich akzeptiert, aber als kleiner Anreiz zum Verweilen hier schon mal ein kurzer Auszug aus einem neuen Gedicht:
The long break is hopefully accepted, but as a small tease to stay tuned, you are supposed to have a little excerpt from a new poem:



Leise klopft das Herz, schwach pulsierende Kraftquelle,
gespeist wird das Leben, aber auch der Schmerz,
gespeist wird der Mut, aber auch die Welle,
die schon bald losbricht, um die letzten Dämme zu zerstören.

Fließende Bewegungen im blauen Licht, der Mond spiegelklar,
bleich wird das Liebesduell, aber auch das Gesicht,
bleich wird die Leidenschaft, aber auch die letzte Mart,
die so rasch die Freuden nimmt und zugleich Leid vermehrt...


Liebe Grüße von der stummen Stimme hinter den Texten und wir sehen uns bald...
With love from the silenced voice behind the texts and see you soon.