They always quietly enter my life
and slowly begin to take it apart
cuttting through me with a knife
and ending it suddenly with tearing out my heart.
Despite all I go on living all over again
carefully keeping all the pain inside
yet the breakdown is only a question of when
never know where to run, where to hide.
Like a hunted animal, a stalked creature
I keep changing direction and intent
suffering is one hell of a teacher
so when you came, I thought you were heaven sent.
You mean good, I am sure you do
but you can´t reach me where I have withdrawn to.
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