People are in our life for a reason, season or lifetime. The pain comes when we put them in the wrong category.
Girl, perfectly her, broken and hurtSoft and asleep in the morning grayShake off the night and don’t hide your faceThe sun lights the world with a single flameI want you to see thisI want you to see this Today and all of your days, I’ll wear your painHeal what I can in your troubled mindSometimes […]
There is this building, tall, old, but cozy and comfortable. It is in the middle of nowhere and is surrounded by a green meadow. A small vegetable patch adjoins the patio door, the fruits are almost ripe. The trees are full of green leaves and the sunshine ist reflected in the windows. Only silence around […]
Hold my hand, guide me! Bring me back to life and show me how it can be. I once was alive and I forgot how it works. Take my hand, infold it in yours and let me feel your warmth. I want to feel the squeeze, I want to sense the striation of your skin. Your other hand holding my head and with one single touch everything bad disappears.
Today, I have accompanied someone to the doctor. For me, she is one of my closest beloved. She is always there for me and I see her every single day, except of a few ones a year. I saw a big needle. I saw it and I observed the one who was going to get […]
Erich Fried
Es ist Unsinn, sagt die Vernunft.
Es ist, was es ist, sagt die Liebe.
Es ist Unglück, sagt die Berechnung.
Es ist nichts als Schmerz, sagt die Angst.
Es ist aussichtslos, sagt die Einsicht.
Es ist, was es ist, sagt die Liebe.
Es ist lächerlich, sagt der Stolz.
Es ist leichtsinnig, sagt die Vorsicht.
Es ist unmöglich, sagt die Erfahrung.
Es ist, was es ist – sagt die Liebe.
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