too much

empty time
frustration

information
opportunities
open chances

given ones
lost ones
choosen ones

open paths
ready to be discovered

by people
who are wanderers
of a silent generation

ice cold wind
disheveled hair

taste of liquor
on my cold lips

warming up my cold body
wrapped in cozy blankets

tearful eyes starring
into the wide darkness

coated by the sparkle of the stars
guarded by the moon

I was addicted
reliant on you

our bodies dependent
our souls independent

my thoughts still free
you failed to catch them

you just took my body
not my innermost being

loving words
filling up my body
with trust and warmth

waking up
guided by a hold heart
longing for distance

a wire impossible to be cut
strengthened by words so sweet

feeling loved the one day
feeling used the next

like an object you can't live without
just here for full filling your lust

grey skies, the same daily routines
feeling numb most days
like a tree collapsing after a storm
stable on the outside
but broken inside
thus impossible for people to see

sleepless nights
late night texts
my brain like a carousel
never ending thoughts
getting to know someone
already thinking of not being enough

seen messages
waiting to be replied
well, darling you feel
waiting, knowing its useless
well aware you don't define me
my worth is out of your reach

Some days before christmas
I gave you my trust like an early gift

warm hands counteracting the clouds
placed in front of my sun

lulled by your attention
fingers intertwined

your body against mine
gifting me warmth

minutes later being blown away
on dark clouds controlled by trust issues

weeping above us like a cold storm

feeling throbbing basses
deep inside my body

your eyes locked with mine
gazing right into my mind

feeling your body against mine
as if it were a single one

song by song flies past us
still it is as if time stands still

falling under your spell
like an insect attracted to light

catching feelings
like people are catching flights

getting attached to you
like a limpet sticks to a dogs fur

breaking like a branch
hitting the ground after a big storm

empty like a dried up river
gone to ruin from unrelenting heat