When time decides. The circle made from love and trust
breaks. The chain breaks. An emptieness reveals.
Memories start to swallow me. Searshing the unknown
and full of frustration from being into
nothing. Freedom.
Way stars. My aim. The joy of existhing. What remained
of waitin so long was the bitter and painful
experience of being left. Reality. I'm tightly
embraced Wounds of love never going to heal. As long
as the past remains. Only covered by illusion. The
outer wrap breaks from inner pain. Got to be strong and
egoistic. Thats the way it is. Oh our so beautiful
world.
A world dies lonely.
...and the beginning of nothing...