Where are you and why aren‘t you him?
I know it‘s unfair of me
to come you with such a broken heart
but I never asked you to fix it
just to hold it
for a second.
Where are you right now?
I want to go there
to put my thoughts somewhere
they do not fit here
ever.
Where are you and why aren‘t you him?
Do you ever just want to
rip off your skin
to check if your bones
look just like everyone else’s?
Have you ever felt something
that wasn‘t real
but still hurts?
Yes?
Please make love to me,
but don‘ tmind me talking to someone who has already left.
Lately, I am enjoying to just let my thoughts go somehwere or to someone not available anymore and I just let the words come out.
“Feels almost like they were heard, right?”, my witch giggles.
Yes, it actually does.
The latest Dystopia confusion – or what vaccines, glasses, and sunscreen suddenly have in common.
Confusion is one of the most important aspects of Dystopia. It’s this state of the world that keeps burning into the skin like a nervous flickering – and suddenly you’ve bought frog legs from the weirdo at the end of the road, while your neighbour was hanged for a miscarriage 20 years ago. Let’s name…
Keeping the connection – About taking the next step
I remember standing on the same field where I spent most of the past unnerving months. Listening to the same three accords throughout a song reminded me of time passing, of the feeling of spending time with people while doing something special together. Studying for an exam, rehearsing a song, going on a trip -…
Of memories and ashes
Once you were thereTwo minutes afterWith coffee and rainI will rememberThe way that we wereThe world has felt whole. Once we were thereIt was a ThursdayWith tea and a smileI will always rememberIt made me forgetThat the world has got holes. I want this to beThe one thingTo hold on toTo fill up the holesWe…
Mistress witch writes 