Poem-
Liebe is patient
Liebe is kind
Liebe is psycho
Plays with your mind.
I still need you
And Du need me too.
Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
My fault, my grievous fault.
When you're hurt
Von my hand
It's Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
To Liebe is to destroy.
It's a contradiction.
When I've tried my hardest to keep Du safe
Shield Du from the world outside
I try to kill those who breathe on you
I feel apathy.
You're warmth on my skin
Chills me within, I push Du away
I run away from you, my fears of losing you
Overcome my Liebe for you
Cut myself, dreams of Du deteriorating slowly kill me
Driving me insane
Du ask of my issues
I don't let Du know for it may hurt Du too.
So as we kiss, I slice the skin on my arm with my steak knife.
I bleed and bleed, staining the white shag rug. Scarlet.
Du scream and scream until I whisper my last words, 'I Liebe you, but it killed me.'
And I wake up in cold yet hot sweat, pain easing up my arm. I look down, and see the scarlet invitation to a death parade.
I send Du a goodbye text. Telling Du to come visit me in the morning,
I walk slowly but steadily into the küche and pull out the messer from my dream.
Cutting the skin on my chest, 'You+Me=
Till I see blood. Walk back to my room
Take my last breath and L slowly die.
Liebe is patient
Liebe is kind
Liebe is psycho
Plays with your mind.
I still need you
And Du need me too.
Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
My fault, my grievous fault.
When you're hurt
Von my hand
It's Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
To Liebe is to destroy.
It's a contradiction.
When I've tried my hardest to keep Du safe
Shield Du from the world outside
I try to kill those who breathe on you
I feel apathy.
You're warmth on my skin
Chills me within, I push Du away
I run away from you, my fears of losing you
Overcome my Liebe for you
Cut myself, dreams of Du deteriorating slowly kill me
Driving me insane
Du ask of my issues
I don't let Du know for it may hurt Du too.
So as we kiss, I slice the skin on my arm with my steak knife.
I bleed and bleed, staining the white shag rug. Scarlet.
Du scream and scream until I whisper my last words, 'I Liebe you, but it killed me.'
And I wake up in cold yet hot sweat, pain easing up my arm. I look down, and see the scarlet invitation to a death parade.
I send Du a goodbye text. Telling Du to come visit me in the morning,
I walk slowly but steadily into the küche and pull out the messer from my dream.
Cutting the skin on my chest, 'You+Me=
Till I see blood. Walk back to my room
Take my last breath and L slowly die.
of the year
i walked
the road
beside
my dear
the trees
were black
where the bark
was wet.
i see them yet
in spring
of the year
He broke
me a bough
of the blossoming
pfirsich
that was out of
the way and hard
to reach.
in the fall
of the year
i walked the
road beside
my dear
the rooks
went up
with a
raucous
trill.
i hear
them
still
in
the
fall
of
the
year
in
the
fall
of
the
year
i walked
the road
beside
my dear
the
rooks
went
up
with
a
raucous
trill
i hear
them
still
in
the
fall
of
the
year
he laughed
at all
i dared
to praise
and broke
my heart
in
the
little
ways