Sometimes I wish I were an Angel, a Angel in Hell...
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MORGUE - schöne Jugend
der Mund eines Mädchens, das lange im Schilf gelegen hatte,
sah so angeknabbert aus.
Als man die Brust aufbrach, war die Speiseröhre so löcherig.
Schließlich in einer Laube unter dem Zwerchfell
fand man ein Nest von jungen Ratten.
Ein kleines Schwesterchen lag tot.
Die andern lebten von Leber und Niere,
tranken das kalte Blut und hatten
hier eine schöne Jugend verlebt.
und schön und schnell kam auch ihr Tod:
Man warf sie allesamt ins Wasser.
Ach, wie die kleinen Schnauzen quietschten!
- Gottfried Benn
Emotionless
Some Say Love,
Some say Hate,
Some say nothing,
No love,
No hate,
Just understanding,
The works of an unemotional person,
Not heartless,
Still with feeling
The work of empty life,
No One to Love
No One to Hate,
Still with Friends,
But empty where He really needs something,
This is My prison
This is My Life,
This is where I will Die
Hurt
Fire Burns
Ice Burns to
Doesn’t matter what it is It all hurts.
From Fire to Ice
The matter is Pain
These may kill some
But one true pain Worse Then Death
Seen by most Expressed by all
The true Fate that One must endure
Love Gained, Love Lost
No One is truly In or Out of Love
Yet we all Feel its Pain,
It’s Torture
It’s Evil
It’s Bless
Lost in Life...
Lost
Lost in spirit
Lost in Mind
Untrue to themselves
Unwilling to be
Unseeing of Truth
Un- Undersanding of the past
Un- sight full of the future.
Ungrateful of love
Dead of Heart
Dead of mind
Forever gone
From those who love them
Person in my Mind
Eyes of Gold
Heart of Pride
Mind of Stone
Soul Of purity
Forever Forgotten
Unseen from the World
The True beauty
Untouched
Untainted.
Unwilling.
Death upon You
The cold chill
The stir upon your heart
The warmth you feel
As the feverous feeling beckons you
Lights around you beginning to fade
First left then right
Unable to focus you begin to scream
Yet unable to let loose enough air
to do so
So you try to struggle
But alias its of no use
The blackness has set in
and now yet another memory
You will for every be
This was my life
LIVE BEFORE YOU LOSE IT TO.
Looking through You
I Look I see more in you
Then I will ever deserve.
I see more beauty, Intelligent, and character
Then I should ever dream.
Yet you are the one of my dreams and thoughts
But when you look at me you say you see
You look at me, what you see is it me?
You say like me.
You say you need time
You know I will wait.
You know I must care.
You never say you don’t like me.
You might see my hopes so high.
You seem to like me you truly do.
And the more I see you, the more I am around you
The more I feel I care.
Although I know what will soon follow that dread word you once said to me.
I don’t know if I will ever stop these feelings.
It always happens it’s always meant to be this way you don’t need to feel sorry
It’s just meant to be. Once the word is spoken there is no stopping it.
It the way it always seems to be.
Thanks to that word “Friend”
That’s how it turns out to be.
Friends forever over feelings time and structure
Diese Gedichte oder derartiges stammen nciht von mir, aber ich habe sie alle gespeichert und mag sie
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