- confused and broken
confused and broken i'm standing at this crossroads.
And the certainty of taking the wrong way leaves me unsettled.
i have this sense of being blind or half way dead.
But this can«t be it.
Every single beat of my heart tells me that I«m alive.
And this can't be it
Every single breath that i take tells me that i am living
- home
All I know is the war from inside
i am part of something i have never seen in its entire reach/shape
do i need to step out of that world to see what is inside,
what it consists of
All I know is the war from inside
- invisible
I am good at pretending my life is okay.
And I´m even better in not meaning the words that I say.
I am an invisible man in your world.
Oh that makes it even harder for me to leave mine.
I can't have your eyes looking at me.
I can't have your eyes not looking at me.
- lambs and wolves
es you are.
and yes you have to live your own life. You have to live it all alone.
when this time of peace and safety is over,
and you left your mothers arms
oh yes you have to take your own steps into the unknown, into the night
and the hardest part in all of this is to seperate the lambs from the wolves
- leaving
I am wearing out with every step, every breath, my heart is turning weak
My bones are breaking my whole body is shaking
And I am cold now for I am old now
God help me to make my way outside
for to see my makers hands guiding my last days, as he did my whole life
- live
LIVE
when i look back from where i am right now.
i can't see a lot but regrets.
god forgive me for disregarding.
is everything prepared, all of this predestined?
- misery
MISERY
as the rope slips through my hands all I can see
beneath the falling leaves
is a crowd clothed in black and misery
for all that remains is a body in a box
and memories in our hearts
- My Apathetic Heart
My heart it seems so apathetic. It feels so hard and empty. Nothing gets through to it. My heart why are you so cold, so superficial? How long will you sleep? Have you stopped beating, are you dead? Have you ever been alive, at all? My heart is dead until you breathe your spirit into it. It’s made of stone until you lay your hand on it, and turn it into flesh. Just with my heart could I see what’s essential. My heart it seems so apathetic. It feels so hard and empty. Nothing gets through to it. I stopped searching in the clouds for signs of you. I am sure that you are speaking with me. But my eyes cannot see anything and my ears cannot hear your voice. My heart is dead until you breathe your spirit into it. It’s made of stone until you lay your hand on it, and turn it into flesh. Just with my heart could I see what’s essential. Father give me a new heart, one that can see you. One that has faith and hope and love.
- prisoner
PRISONER
Way Too long I laid down my head between these broken walls around me.
Why is it so hard to step out of the ruins and start breathing again, start living again.
Is it because of the dust, that veils my eyes?
Or the burden that is paralizing. I can barely breathe.
- speeches
In hope I believe I will never let you go
I could never ever give up on you
for I know what you say is the truth
for I know what you feel is love
but right now I am looking into the wrong direction
this is not the right way - not the right path I´m on
and I´m asking myself when did I allow this to happen