A mirage of depravities

 

Years are confused,

into the shadows of darkness

I stare at my face.

I am researching the secret Vant and Jelent.

Stubborn to the lost

I also intentionally rejected blind hope.

With myself several times a day

I count out of necessity.

Who can dwell in the invisible?

onion peel-In one,

which my soul hides secrets

ancient, obsessed with its well depths.

Many transcribed memories flood over my head

and who are the actors?

they could accompany you for a certain period of time.

"Looking back, why was it necessary?"

scared to death ran aground,

believed love to be true,

which is perhaps the immortal

Could it have been worn with everything?!

Why did you lose your purpose,

as a stranglehold on myself

I had to break it into a million pieces

that only those are worth it

come close to me

really get to know me.

Now - maybe already -

the Present flows over me endlessly.

Maybe he labeled losers as last

happiness can also catch up.

Blinded Fate could have revealed it to the world

original intention,

whether I am in your plans

I also left him alone on the cheap?!

Even if I could complain about what is now plaguing my existence,

done deeds, soul-shell,

overbearing gestural fragments prevail

he told in words in the open corners of Hyena's lips.

Why did I stay here so long?

Orphan is also vulnerable, can be kicked further, as a ball

can be trampled fragile?!

No one and nothing can be

which was a long time ago.

He is rarely an accomplice or a fraud!

Along the cut fruit joys

smaller gothic adventures

and more and nobler angelic direct

deceptive dreams promised kindness!