Cold.
Dark.
Country roads.
Alone.
Only the shadows of rare light for company.
And only the clouded stars to hear witness.

I know someone; Who soaring through space flew too fast twards the heat of Love — and burned

Each secret inside is a life
Each life that gets pushed down
To fatall residence trapped inside
More thoughts will compensate
Enough of each life lost inside you
And secret’s glaze to death
Each fear emerges a reality
Each attack becomes a losing battle
Each cut translates a voice unheard
Each drop of blood a request for relief
Each tear shed at night is feeling none
Each long-sleeve shirt unknwn armor
Each hidden scar a failed escape
Each secret chained to a wall of fear
Each spoken secret is a translated scar
Each man with your secret is a gun to your thoughts
Each friend can never help enough
Each pain in your heart a black hole
Each secret only embargo, never die
Enough restriction and death emerges privilege