Are you fond of walking?

let's see into the mirror of walking

find a new lace in your way

as conditions change

you have to choose

have to follow either your heart or your conscience

say me which lace I should lose

can't hold them all together

but it's merely a matter of time

so change in the storm of it

but never let it weigh you down

so say... are you fond of walking?

in the end

in the end I was standing there alone

leaning against the banister

watching the moon, now waning

it's cloudy, so the shimmering is dulled

tears rolling over my cheek

although I promised not to cry

I just can't hold them back

as emotions overwhelmed me

your letter between my fingers

only ink and paper

but your words mean so much to me

I miss you dreadfully

Hola!

mexico is beautiful

didn't even think it is so various and manifold

a pity, that I can't really communicate with the locals



interesting country, interesting nature, interesting people



greetings from curlicue in mexico ^__^

dream-like

see that girl, walking through the forest
looking so strange and shimmering
doesn't really belong in this place
lift your eyes to the sun
dazzling you and light on your heart
the girl doesn't walk fast
she's got time
she is the time
carrying a flower and in the other hand
in the palm, like a gutter
there's water, caressing
patiently waiting, curling
so clear and deep
you look into it and see everytime something different
the flower, watching what surrounds her
is cautious and fears to be threatened and harmed
but in the end
you can watch the sunflower grow

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sunflowers.

lacerated

it is eating me up
this inner conflict
broken in two pieces

the confusion of two feelings
deaden my mind
the struggle inside my body
don't seem to end

it'll be refused
the fine sense of happiness
slain by feelings of blame, hatred, anxiety

i'm unable to cope with it
someone patch me up
this inner conflict
it is eating me up