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It's time to start a Trip again
Not a Sunny Holiday Trip
A Trip with no destination
And full of tragety

The Road goes down and down
Through winding tunnels
The Lights are dazzling Like stars
And I just follow

I feel like a zombie
This trip is making me tried
But I just follow
Like a marionette to a puppeteer

At Last I arrived at the bottum of the mountain
And No more pills to swallow
The road goes straight ahead
And suddenly up again

The road ended at a haunted house
The doormat read "be my guest"
It was signed with a creepy smile
I opened the squeaky door

The house was sparsely furnished
I fled immediately to bed
Just feel the emptiness
'Cause I'm the haunted house

I woke up the next day
The sun was shining
The mirror in the medicine cabinet says "No more pills"
I shrugged my shoulders and started the next journey
Let us play the game of life
Some role one dice other twice
Some have no dice, they're paying the price

Some move on and some are stuck
They were hit by a thunderstruck
And others had luck

We all had this suspicous smile
This game will take a while
We moved forward our pile

Some tried to cheat
Other had to bleed
And some get help in need

Some are friends, some enemies
Some had to pay the fees
And some tried to flee

And so goes the game on and on
But no one ever won
They're all on the run
Here I lie with you
Under a deep Green tree
It feels like butterflies in the tummy
And love is in the air

A river is flowing at the Side
I shut the my eyes
And felt your love
And so I love you

A field of flowers surrounding us
This is the place I'll stay with you
For now and forever
And never forgotten, how we met

It was a nice spring morning
I was sitting here
And you came past
You smiled to me and I did follow

But why are the people wearing black today
And why are they looking at me
And the thousend of tears were falling
And next to me a deep dark hole

They carefully placed me in the hole
And throw roses down to me
and the then the sand
And on the Gravestone stood "In Loving Memory"
He sat at his phone
Just this call i have to do
He put all his courage together
And dialed the number

He took deep breath
Sweat dripping down from his face
His heart was beating faster and faster
And his mind spinning around

"Hello how can I Help you"
He heard the voice
He wanted to answer
But he couldn't, his mouth remained closed

"Hello, someone there"
The voice asked
He shivered and felt ashemed
He hung up and thought ******* social phobia
Society - Your best friend or your enemy. It lifts you up or lets you down. It holds you together or rejects you. It respects you or discriminates you. Makes jokes with you or about you.

Or isn't the society a joke, let's start over and together Form a new society where everyone is accepted no matter if you are sick, disabled, poor, what skin color, what gender she/he/it belongs to or which ****** orientation you are.

TOGETHER WE CAN BE THE CHANGE
Theres a flame
It's burning deep inside
It's the flame of truth
It would like to come out, but it hides

When it tries to come up the throat
I just swallow it down
I let it burn inside
And live with the lie

But here and there it escapes
And burns me in shame
No water can extinguish the flame
It burns and burns like hell

But I prefer the flame inside
So that I don't have to live in guilt and shame
Just want to burn the truth
So that I only remember the lie
Sunny days are rainy days
Going over to storms
And the thounder roars
Lightning the only light

Standing at the Edge of life
the mourning wind, tries to push me over
but I stay strong as an willow
I'm the tree, that doesn't break

The falling rain Turns into a river
The water current becomes wilder
It tries to pull me down
But I'm the Willow, that won't break

The lightning strucks into the other trees
And the fire Breaks Out
Ash and smoke surrounding me
But fire won't get the tree

The storm it grows
Ripping Out the Forrest trees
It still tries to Break me
But I'm the tree, your worst enemy

But at one day
The sun came Back Out
The storm is away, the water drained
I'm the tree, that will stay 'til the end
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