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Fight without a WinnerYou gotta fight them, my friend These demons are not part of you They won’t part on their own, my dear It’s time to switch gearFight without a Winner
It’s horrors noone wants to know about Appearing behind your back,
Touching where they were never allowed Your fear is purple, frenzied and loud
Girl they visit you when you are weak
When you cannot fight them but must smile But maybe it’s your machine trying To preserve sanity, to keep you crying
It’s horrors that noone wants to fight The pictures are too vivid to dismiss Even when you
by ~Sharnia
The Martyr and The MisfitThe morning sun risesThe Martyr and The Misfit
And you bathe in it
Once again
The eternal martyr
With strong roots
Arms stretched out
Towards the sun
I am sorry to come
Knocking at your podium With my dirty fingers,
Standing in your sun
And throwing shadow
On your perfect skin I am sorry to tell you That your actions
Have deeply hurt me
I am sorry, sorry that A misfit like me
Can demand, too Can have needs, too That you didn’t care for Although you’re the all-giving Caring, sacrificing martyr &nb
by ~Sharnia
LifeWalk steep stairs, See noone cares. Falling, stumbling,Life
Shouting, mumbling.
See the goldfish in the glass Walk through wet grass Hear the moon cry and sing
Smell the beginning of spring
Walk into the spiritual dance Opening feelings, a first glance Feel the rhythm, cheeks aglow Feet losing the ground below
Hurry, no goldfish nor sheep
No rest, no calm, no sleep Screaming and hitting the ground The music has a hollow sound
Close the eyes and still see Walk the grass, smell the tea The rhythm is beating aga
by ~Sharnia
Wie ein SchattenWie ein Schatten hängt es an mir Verfolgt mich und verschmilzt zu ZeitenWie ein Schatten
- wie der Schatten - mit mir.
Wie ein Schatten hängt es an mir. Verfolgt mich und verschmilzt zu Zeiten mit meiner Person; dringt in mein Innerstes und erschüttert meine Hülle. Ich renne und laufe. Ich fliehe, aber die Flucht vor dem eigenen Schatten ist sinnlos. Es hockt immer dicht bei mir, heftet sich stets an meine Fersen.
Ich verdränge meinen Schatten, beschäftige mich mit anderem als mit dem Blick hinter mich. Ich verstecke ihn und manchmal habe ich vergessen, dass es ihn gibt.
Aber irgendwann bi
by ~Sharnia
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- Current Residence: Holland
- Interests: Literature, dreaming, writing, music, psychology, philosophy, sports
- Favourite movie: There are plenty, Harold and Maude for instance is a very good movie or Little Miss Sunshine
- Favourite band or musician: A Perfect Circle, Opeth, Tool, Tori Amos, White Stripes, Beethoven, Ravell, Jimi Hendrix, etc.
- Favourite genre of music: I like different genres
- Operating System: Windows xp
- Tools of the Trade: pen&paper, camera, my mind
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