COME ON.
LET THE WRITERS BREAK THEIR WRISTS AND BLEED THEIR FINGERS DRY OVER SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T GIVE A **** ABOUT THEM

People who fight
their battles alone
either lose the battle
or lose themselves.

Silence can scream
Screams can make silent
Words can be loud
Stopping others from speaking
The future is far
But is also tomorrow
And tomorrow is always just hours away
Maybe time is yours
As the clock ticks in silence
All forgotten memories
Are still stored in your mind
Whisper or scream
Whatever is needed for
tongues and  mouths  telling
The lies that are truth and the truth that is lied - Heerings February 2015

Jump on the heatwave
To places  so cool
Where you melt like an icecream
Be a drop what you do
On a hot summer day
When the music is calling
And the heat of the  sand makes you dance
The dance of  the army of those who no longer are the working class heroes they want you to be

In general most wars are pointless
In general children get killed
In general  cities do vanish
In general the missiles hit
The general takes the decisions
But in general he does not smell
the smell of fire
In general he does not hear the people scream
In general  he only counts the hits and all the rest generally is seen as calculated side effects
He gives the orders
To push the ****
To fly the jet
To drop the bomb
It is precision but that's precisely the problem of a general war

Lying in your arms dear,
I feel much more calm here..
It wouldn't be the worst thing,
If the sky changed right now..

Just whistle if you can't sing
And whisper if you can't speak
Hold me as the stars blink
And kiss me gently on the cheek

I'm a child always wanting more
Like wild waves crashing on the shore
I'll find my way, always.. This I'm sure,
To land right at your door..

Dreaming of my past life,
I was crying last night
So it wouldn't be the worst thing
If the grey clouds did the same

Just promise me I'll be okay
and be here when the sun wakes,
Will I live to see a Sunday,
Where I don't have to worry about the stresses of Monday?

Growing older but I'm still the same
I'm learning new things but I'm still insane
Just promise me that life is worth the pain,
And kiss me gently on the cheek

I'm still a Child, just less free.