I´m lost in the fantasy
of you coming back to me
grinding me coffee
wheel
after wheel
centuries
pass and past
we go on
across stars
it will not be easy
but it will last.
Schlagwort: Selbstannahme
Naturzärtlichkeiten
Voll, voll, voll,
alles schwammig, Nebel, Brustsumpf
abgekapselt, mit erlernter Hilflosigkeit vermischte Einsamkeit.
Und, und ich erwarte das du mich da rausholst
oder irgendwer mit Care
-Arbeit.
Sitting with myself
Sometimes, I find myself hating what disturbs me.
I show a thought the middle finger,
when it comes to turn over my stomach.
I try to push it, drown it, ignore it,
before it can make me feel,
what lies beneath the thought.
Yet I know, that I have a choice.
That I decide what disturbs me,
and what brings me closer to myself.
I find myself at peace
when I look at all of those pieces,
I am put together of
and just let them be
exactly what they are.