my soul is hungry
i let go too late
the severed cords uncontrolled
slashed deep and red
i smiled
hiding my torn limbs
half of a heart
kept hiding away
in the emptiness left
go away
go further, go
you were broken before
nothing to do here
leave the villain behind
hide the wounds
fake the smile
fake the smile
fake the smile
fake the walk forward
this heart the life can fix
broken dreams´ kaleidoscope
severed bonds search, stretch out
and different face and shape
bringing back the lost and needed
my soul is hungry
here, reaching out
from the torn
shattered worlds once shared
vibrant and verdant
the sweetest music now screams and noise
are the birds there real
there, out of here
the colors come back, taking their time
in time taste regains sweetness
touch softness
and then softer than ever before
depth of wounds settles in bones as sensitivity
piece by piece it falls in place
the story of stories
of breaking and healing
foolish rambling ...