people around me are talking. i hear them. seems that I have to be otherwhere. anywhere but not here. sleepless and always awake. exhausting.
dtg.//
people around me are talking. i hear them. seems that I have to be otherwhere. anywhere but not here. sleepless and always awake. exhausting.
dtg.//
Auf der Suche nach
magischen Momenten,
Lasse ich mich mit dem Wind
treiben. Beflügelt. Schwerelos.
Irgendwann,
wird es schon etwas geben, dass mich hier hält...
Words sound the same way like yesterday. Seasons recur.
Seems like nothing is changed than before. But the years are passing by.
Even when we don't sense
We're getting older. I feel wasted.
Alarming.
//dtg.
There's no fire in soulless eyes to spark.
No sun to lighten this dark.
We count calender sheets and
holding hands in empty streets.
Seems the grey clouds will stay
forever.
//dtg.
scarred is the skin all over. my heart stops to ask. you have made me blunt. deaf to all your words. you won't hurt me no more.
//dtg.
Something strange is going on. I can't name it. Is it the ending year or the beginning I'm afraid of? It's raining all the day while I'm sitting on the windowsill and looking out. And standing still while people running in circles.