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Liebe & Erkenntnis · 2021
Fireproof. Forever.
Über Enttäuschung und Selbstreflexion.
What was supposed to make me safer, better, faster
Turned out to be one thing: An emotional disaster.
Surely she was cold as shit, but she is not to blame,
Because I was not above
Spreading poison but no love,
And surely I have blown it, if there ever was a flame.
'Cause similar words mean different things,
There are friendship-, wedding-, fighting-rings.
If you share what you know is essential,
It hurts to become aware
That the other person doesn't care,
If you see great-, but she sees no potential.
I believed in something which was under way,
Something which was real, but not here to stay.
I look back and see nothing but my bluntness.
What exactly have I done?
Now that she's gone,
My excitement is replaced by numbness.
Weather of my life: no sun, just a thunderstorm,
I have gotten used to the flash keeping me warm.
Water fills my eyes; I live a Wet Side Story!
I'm complaining: "Oh, my fella,
She isn't using my umbrella!"
Rust threatens creation's crowning glory.
S., you were a rising scar, unhealed by any man,
Your name is in my heart once it beats again.
With you I'll stay twisted: old skins in new wine.
But this time I'll rise above,
Send no poison but just love,
See the scar and think: "Hope you're doing fine."
'Cause everyone will face a mirror in the end,
It is time for Superman to become Clark Kent.
Cool intentions, but never meant to be.
Tears might blur my vision,
But since I know my mission,
I do not have to see to know who stares at me.
Don't just push the door as soon as you see a crack,
If you cannot keep it open, it relentlessly slams back.
I felt this one would lead to more than vain endeavor.
And even if she felt the same,
And there ever was a flame,
This door is now closed. Fireproof. Forever.
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