Normally people get stalled on how to start describing something like this. But in my case, explaining such a thing is actually a waste of time. I’m Sara, You, My dearest sweety rabbitheart, except you. Even those of you who think you know me best don’t know anything about me, because I didn’t feel for a second that any of you could really understand me. […]
Epica – Tides of Time You were always there to hold my handWhen times were hard to understandBut now the tides of time have turnedThey keep changing Seasons range, but you remain the sameA steady heart, a sun to rainYou’ll be the light that’s shining brightHigh above me Autumn gold losing holdWe are leaves meant to fallThere’s a meaning to all that fades […]
Here comes a barrow, rumbling down the lane Some call him a thief, some said he was insane Straining in the darkness, sleeping in the day That’s what they say A lifeless body in a mothy robe A worn-out hat and a perforated coat Nobody’s gonna miss him Or gather at his grave That’s what they say What’s your name, vagabond? Where […]
Chronologically, this will probably be the last post I add to the blog. I sense it’s about to get me. I became numb not only spiritually but also physically. As I live, I experience that my nerve cells can no longer work. I’m afraid of losing control. Even limited control under these conditions cannot prevent seconds from feeling like hours, and I can’t even imagine […]
I’ve already gone. Just because I’m breathing doesn’t mean I’m here. I’ve consumed emotions, I’ve consumed feelings, and I’ve even consumed my words. There is still so much I want to say, but I no longer have the words to use it. I miss desiring, I miss wanting things. I miss you. I spent centuries hoping only that your light would warm me. But compared […]
Warum? Warum schleppt sich die Karawanedurch verlassenes, ödes Land?Warum stürzt ein Baum zu Boden,der über zweihundert Jahre stand?Warum peitscht der ewige Sandsturmgnadenlos in mein Gesicht?Warum bin ich unendlich müdeund warum schlaf’ ich nicht? Warum steht der Greis am Ufereines Flusses aus purem Gold?Warum sucht ihr so verzweifelt,was ihr doch nicht finden wollt?Warum wird ein Lamm geboren,nur damit der Wolf es frisst?Warum wird das Schwert gezogen,wo […]
Summoning emotions became more difficult when I was almost exhausted. I seem to be waiting for the moment when the last speck of energy starts to fade in my core, to be caught in the flood of emotions. In the past, I used these words much more efficiently, I reflected everything that came from my core into words almost as they were. Now I realize […]
