Like travelling at night…
and there is no hope in sight…
Somewhere we lost the light…
in this endless and hopeless fight…
Worthy were the days you needed me…
in this disbelieve you let me alone to see…
Somehow you changed what you appeared to be…
I got so much to say to pay back the fee…
Long time I kept you under my protection…
called you when you needed it most in your situation…
The illusion is surely your fabrication…
now I know we have to split up into fractions…
What we believe in is changing from names to game…
somewhat stupid we all still call upon the same in Gods name…
Why we choose to fight is the answers we do in shame…
Will we ever understand that we all are created from the same…
Often late at night I get so tired from legalized fight…
Somehow I think none of us is either wrong or right…
We need to open our Horizon and to turn on the light…
The thrones of the earth are created by human power and are not wise or bright…
The world I am living in is like yours and exactly the same…
you can choose to believe in the game or just one name…
I need to find the world I believe in without any shame…
relief will come the day you don’t make believe as if it’s just a game…
A penetrating dissection of a relationship.Lovely.
A poignant and evocative work.
Ah! Deep and touching.