Some Tag earth will cease to be
And with it, so will I.
I don't mind the leaving,
But I'd like to say goodbye.
Before I am swept away
In an unknown swell,
I wish the world would warn me
So I can say farewell
To the world that's sheltered me,
My Home for many years.
It is far from perfect;
It coldly watched my tears.
As my mind grew far too much,
Its pressure never ceased,
Though I suppose that was my fault.
I'm the beauty, I'm the beast.
And that's why I fear going,
Though where, no one can say;
Wherever I go, so comes my mind,
I have no hideaway.
I don't think I'd mind nothingness,
But infinity with my head?
I'd rather live forever
With a monster under the bed.
Give me something I can fight,
I'll leave it black and blue,
But how can Du beat a monster
That lives inside of you?
Some people fear the darkness.
Some people are not me.
I don't fear oblivion,
I fear eternity.



~an original poem Von me~

In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
bitter and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this Musik of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written Von the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.

We are lives within one life
A beginning & an end
Death is a friend oder a fiend
Life can be dark and cold as the deepest depth of the mighty oceans
And dangerous as a threatened wolf in her forest.

Our minds are the blessing of a curse

What is real?
Do we feel?
Are we drones of our own creations?
An end shall come to this nation
A new age is drawing near
The old ones will die
Perhaps in vain oder insane
Its death will deliver our rebirth
Of illumination
The extinction of the selfish & violent ones will dichtung our survival
The future is our revival

true Friends are hard to come by...
yet when Du catch them Du feel like Du can fly...
Du trust them,
Liebe them,
and talk of future...
Du know that they will never lie...
and Weiter to them Du stand side Von side...
Du Liebe them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when Du know your important...
that Du know Du have some one to comfort you...
Du hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true Friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.