… Poetry is usually not my thing, but occasionally I do write things that may feel like it.
Good bye my love, it’s time to go
We lived a dream, but now is gone
Good bye my love, for never was it meant to be
The ruthless world we live in keeps you away from me
The beauty of this world we tried to see
Absorbing every of its miracles in pious deem
We chased the rainbows and the butterflies
Believing one day our dreams can come to life
As children we’re assured without a trace of doubt
This world is full of fairies and wonders we could one day find
We’re told that’s nothing in this world we cannot do
The sky’s the limit and each of our dreams can actually come true
But that’s not true! …
We soon grow up, real pure and happy in our little hearts
Quite unaware one day we’ll hit our head on harsh reality and painfully wake up
And time for dreaming‘s over and “nothing we can’t do” is quite a boundless lot
For living in this world we have to pay a heavy price in kind
And you’re allowed to dream, but not to live your dreams
And you’re allowed to fly, but only when you’re deep asleep
Coercively enforced right love and filial duty’s a hidden slavery
And this world’s genuine hell. My God, what have we done to it?!
And though I cannot stay away, I also can’t be there with you
Though I can’t think quite straight, I can’t allow my heart fly free
For it between us is a vicious demon ocean full of pain and blood
That sets the rules and makes the cold selection of who should live or die
Good bye my love, the time has come
To play their game and stay alive
For all bright colours in the sky
Are mere products of our mislead mind
And the real life is much too cruel and gray
As the dark, oppressive walls of prison cells
With rusty bars at windows, heavy chains at hands and feet
The freedom of our spirit and true love’s just a fragile dream
Good bye my love, it’s time for me to go
It’s nothing we can do to change this world
And when you yourself accept your chains
Our love is doomed to die … no, we’ll never have a chance!
03.02.2019
