You're like Cocaine

Once I tried you, I got hooked..

..I wanted you all the time..

You had your side effects

..good and bad..

you got me to act weird at times..

I lost you there for a while..

..while I lost myself..

Maybe I consumed too much of you..

..maybe you had nothing left to give..

But you came back into my life..

..gave me a whiff of what I've been missing..

Since...
..you've been giving me a taste of you

..every now and again..

The high has always been such a pleasure..

..then it wears off and I'm merely a lost child..

..until I'm on the line again........to you..

Is this healthy? I don't wanna

answer this question..

But since I'm of an addictive nature..

..it is either Cocaine or ........... you!

Don't be in love with the sweet imagination of what could be.. Instead, be in love with reality, with the here and now, with what is and what in fact isn't..

My Prison Has Your Name On It

Your name's so bitter sweet imprinted on my mind, not to be deleted or whipped out.

Against my will it keeps repeating itself as if my thoughts were controlled by it.

It makes me uneasy and nervous.
I'm hoping, desperately wishing for time to clean up the mess.

But time has passed and still, I hear your name over and over again.

It's driving me insane.

Imprisoned by your name in my own mind.

I want to break out but I don't have the right tools or in fact any at all.
The thick concrete walls are memories, the metal beams are things that keep reminding me of you and there's only one tiny window which supposedly should stand for hope, hope to be free one day.

I don't quite know who holds the keys to free me but I'm fearing that you're the only one who could unlock the doors by providing me with those answers you never dared to give me.

But long ago you've decided to abandon the prison you created to let me rot while your name in my head's getting louder and louder.

 

I will sit next to you, tonight in my dream.. And if you dream the same, we might see each other for real..

She's waiting for me to get over you, while I'm trying my hardest to let go..

Night

If there's nothing to do and the grey clouds during the day aren't capable of bringing one's mood up, then one might as well just sleep the long hours of the day and enjoy the comfort of the night.. As the night doesn't fool you, the darkness is always the same, there are no promises of sunshine and everything looks exactly as it did the night before..

Dead - Alive

You haven't made me immortal but you have surely killed me and I'm dead - alive...

Knowing that my heart will never work again,

knowing that no one will ever be able to be close to me..

So what's left is some silly game that I play each afternoon I wake,

each night I live, until my body is so exhausted

that I will go to rest again early in the morning..

The pursuit of happiness I once craved is nothing but a joke..

Expecting to receive a message of someone, informing me that you no longer exist,

each day when I eventually wake, just so that I can die a little bit more

as only in you I'm still alive and your last breath will be mine..

Rejection truly does cause pain, therefore anger and maybe even insanity..

What destroys me the most is that this does not bother you because if it would,

you wouldn't have killed me in the first place..