Poesie und Philosophie über den ganz normalen Wahnsinn unseres Lebens. Poetry and philosophy about the everyday madness in our lives.

faithful deception (dead)

Samstag, Februar 28th, 2009

Here I am in an awkward position
I only hope you will believe and understand me

I promised to you I would not betray you
but I needed to do the insane to refind my sanity

In my eyes it’s not betrayal
our relationship was betrayal to myself.

You would say it’s wrong
and if I listened to reason I had to agree.

But how can I say something is wrong -
If I don’t feel anything for anyone?
What if I can’t tell the difference?

It’s not right – I know as much
I lost my way and for that I hate myself.

I just tried to find the parts that I lost
to be whole again for you and you alone

Now I know the emptiness inside me
has got nothing to do with you.

And I wish I could undo the things that I’ve done
but without them I still wouldn’t know where I stand

My heart is empty
no sign of an end ahead.

If you must hate me for all this
then I lost you without intend.

I’m so sorry that this happened
to disappoint you wasn’t my intention
but if you go – I wish you best of luck

Though at least I can now look for reasons somewhere else -
if you still want me – that is.

Against all odds

Donnerstag, September 25th, 2008

Empty is the word that best describes my place for now -
It resembles me in many ways.
I feel hollow without you here
and it hurts to know it ain’t change no more.
But in between the grief and sadness happy thoughts appear
Time spent with you – no matter how short -
made me happy, made me change.
No, I’m not the man I used to be
but at least I can see clear again.
At the same time I am sad for the loss of you
but also happy that I had you.
I would rather welcome and embrace the pain I feel
than not feeling anything at all.
Soon love will fade
But the memory of gladness will stay here in my heart -
knowing, that after all I’m capable of love
and can be loved back at the same time.
I’m sitting here alone
and somehow I know I should be blue in at least some way
but all I do is smile in thought and memory of you.

[...]
So take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
And you coming back to me
is against all odds and that’s what I’ve got to face.

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There’s so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
But to wait for you,
well that’s all I can do and that’s what I’ve got to face
Take a good look at me now,
‘cos I’ll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
That’s the chance I’ve got to take

take a look at me now.

(Phil Collins – Against All Odds)