'I do not want to force my destiny.'
But what if it is done already?
Then I cannot pretend to know it,
Nor can I imagine
The humor in your voice when you say it
How ironic you point out my flaws
When you remind me of my claws
Around your neck, each and every time
you made a mistake.
'I do not need your objections.'
But you wouldn't listen,
Because you were sick of everything I was
And to you...
Well...
I was nothing, and ever since I opened my eyes
To your childlike attempts, which you call your disguise
Oh, no, even more, you are proud to hide in lies!,
Well, ever since then, I remember each day
The promises you never made, but I did for you;
and if I cannot forget you, you'll never forgive me.
My shards of a somehow forgotten memory
Have cost me more than I could ever count.
But you retreated in my mind's darkest depths
And
I have to pull out
everything
from its strand
just to reach
where
you
now stand.
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