Sienna17

Dear depression, Dear never-ending partner of my life, Dear my friends, my children, dear my husband and my wife Dear thought in my head You don’t stand in my way, you don’t define me, not even in moments I feel dead Not in moments I feel sad Not in moments I am mad Dear depression, you are only in my head but my head is mine You make me think critically, you make me fear, and that’s just fine Because my mind is, and always will be mine Dear depression, I love you! Deeply so So much, in grace my head I bow So much I admire how you make me think So much, that to forget I sometimes drink after a drink, after a drink Dear

You ask who I am? I can give you my name And when you forget it I will tell you again But a name doesnt speak it doesnt explain who I want to become Or who I am Ill tell you a story so you can see on your own The person I am and to what I have grown I sing with the birds When no one is there I try to give love and try to be fair When you need my help You can count on me But please dont draw bounderies Because I like to be free When the sun goes to sleep And the stars awake I read and I read for the readings sake When the weather is bad I dance in the rain And when the sun shines I do exactly the same When the streets are quiet I paint

You tear me up, and stitch together But some pieces are too small to gather The wind blows strong at missing pieces Cooling down the sun that teases Blown off by the wind and dried up by the sun I have no strength just to go on

Once there was a boy, with brown hair and dark eyes And he looked so honest, you`d believe anything, no matter how stupid his lies But he was a good boy, was neither troubled nor bad He chose to be kind and make people happy instead His smile was as bright as a snow-white frozen lake That lies so silent and calm in a frightening landscape He was a very gentle boy and full of trust There was no room in his heart for hate and disgust In his life he had many girls that he loved, but one of them most But her mind was so stiff, and her heart was closed Once there was a girl, with a sick pale face Her eyes were as empty as her longing gaze For she

day by day, like year by year she looks to the sky full of hope until she sees it drop, the first tear the wind is pulling her hair like a rope Year by year, like day by day the sky sheds more tears and despair the stars getting pale, the clouds getting Grey its just to much for the sky to bear week by week and month by month he keeps an eye on this world he aint want to see them but sees People in tons, and in between them he sees the Girl month by month, and week by week he Looks at this Girl full of wonder she stands so tall and never Looks weak her thoughts are as loud as the thounder

Be strong, my dear, dont let it go! Dont give all the emotions and pain way to flow Stay tall my Boy, dont look behind. believe me, there is nothing good to find. Raise your head, Little Girl, you have nothing to loose this is an Option you have the right to choose. Dont take that knife, my friend, it wont ease your pain it will make it all worse and youll just do it again Just think of the Beauty that forms in your life dont destroy it by taking that knife! I wish youd believe all the things ive just said I know it is hard, but just get out of bed! Then you will see that my words will come true And your life will Change, the pain will

Several years it was ago when we were trying to hide our thoughts in shadows, just not to see you crying You were so innocent and clean though three years older at the time i would try by any mean just not to see your Fading smile You were Young but also strong not like the rest of us who were trying to belong to a world of darkness and disgust some years later it was may and your eyes as sad as mine with us you didnt want to stay so you started your decline Our lives were all so crappy and my eyes, like yours, got sadder though I did my best to make you happy but I couldn`t do it better then you saw the world like me the world of emtyn

Bern. Ich sitze an einem Fluss, der wie das Leben an mir vorüber zieht. Mein Kopf ist voll, aber ich weiß nichts damit anzufangen. Zigarettenrauch gleitet über meine Lippen in die Umwelt. Ich wünschte es wäre Gift, dass, nachdem es seinen Zweck vollbracht hat, meinen Körper wieder verlässt. Die große Liebe ist schon fast vergessen. Ausgelaugt. Ausgelutscht. Wie zerkocht von meinen Gedanken, die nunmehr kaum zum Träumen fähig sind. Nur in Träumen ist man zusammen, im Leben hingegen ist man ganz für sich allein. Wie ein Hund, den man an der Straße aussetzt und festbindet. Die Auto

War es denn wirklich unsere Entscheidung Auf die schiefe Bahn zu steigen Oder ist das vielleicht schon vorgegeben Vom Kapitalismus in dem wir leben? Eigentlich waren wir ja doch nur Kinder Und schätzten Freundschaft mehr, und Geld viel minder Was blieb mehr übrig als zu rebellieren Sich in Adornos Schriften zu verlieren Nächte lang zu lesen Bis wir schlussendlich verwesen Soziale Kontakte gibt es jetzt wohl kaum Wegen der Konkurrenz kann man schließlich niemandem vertrauen Und die Armen denken wir schwimmen in Geld Doch der Reichtum, der ist nur gestellt Aber warum? Bitte seht euch doch mal um An diesem Reichtum, da i

It was 1996 when I was born on a peaceful winter day in snow from the trees, all the leaves were torn and I was eager to get everything to know Some years later it was May and the leaves grew on the trees it was a lovely summer day but from the pollen I would sneeze I was twelve years now, at that time and I knew a lot of things but it was not enough to play the game called life, and do it without wings It was very hard to pay the fine to be able to keep living because my sadness would define everything I could be giving I didn’t have enough to give I couldn’t get out of my maze Not anymore I wanted to live And now I’m l