My laugh fades now away
My eyes are bleeding grey.
It makes me see my fate
I know, I can not wait.

So I’ll go back to wood
- nobody understood.
I go back to my roots
Where I’ll find the essence of truth.

Nobody leaves a tone
So I will keep alone.
You know all of my needs,
So you know why I bleed!

The silence in my acts -
Now tell them I am dead.

15/Jan/2007, 02:05 Uhr , Gedichte, Gedichte 1995-1997, Theben ,