Now and then Im scared, when I seem to forget how sounds become words or even sentences... No, I dont speak anymore and what could I say, since no-one is there and there is nothing to say... So, I prefer to lie in darkest silence alone... listening to the lack of light, or sound, or someone to talk to, for something to share...- but there is no hope and no-one is there. No, no, no... -not one living soul and there is nothing (left) to say, in darkness I lie all alone by myself..., sleeping most of the time to endure the pain. I am not breathing a word, I havent spoken for weeks and yet the mistress inside me is (secretly) straining her ears. But there is no-one, and it seems to me at times that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind... I am the mistress of loneliness, my court is deserted but I do not care. The presence of people is ugly and cold and something I can neither watch nor bear. So, I prefer to lie in darkest silence alone..., listening to the lack of light, or sound, or someone to talk to, for something to share...- but there is no hope and no-one is there. No, I dont speak anymore and what should I say, since no-one is there and there is nothing to say? All is oppressive, alles ist schwer, there is no-one and NO-ONE IS THERE...
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 06:34:24 +0000
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