"Heaven calling in the distance, so I packed my things and ran, far away from all the trouble I had caused with my two hands"

Donnerstag, 23. April 2015

I will not be afraid of your scars.

“I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.

And I will not be afraid
of your scars.

I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.”

Mittwoch, 8. April 2015

Was Sie in mir hinterließen

"Ich habe etwas verloren, oder habe es nie besessen,
da ist eine tiefe Dunkelheit
und nichts kann diese Leere füllen."

Das ist es, was meine Eltern in mir hinterlassen haben.
Die Schatten nehmen überhand…
Ich schaffe es nicht besser auf mich Acht zu geben.
Weiß auch nicht wo ich anfange oder ende
Und wo das beginnt,

was andere aus mir machen.

Dienstag, 7. April 2015

Gründe für meine Existenz?

"Warum denkst Du immer wieder Du bist wertlos oder sinnlos?"

"Immer sind die Bedürfnisse und Gefühle von anderen wichtiger als meine. Egal wie ich es drehe und wende, es gibt so viele gute Gründe dafür, bis es am Ende keine guten Gründe mehr für Mich gibt.
Ich verschwinde in dieser Unbedeutsamkeit, die ich mir selbst jeden Tag zuteile."


Samstag, 4. April 2015

All We Do

All we do is hide away, all we do is chase the day.
All we do is lie and wait, all we do is feel the fade.

I've been upside down, I don't wanna be the right way round.
I'll find paradise on the ground.

All I did was fail today.
All I wanna be is whites in waves
All I did was fail today.