Constant feeling of lack

 
Am I a stranger everywhere?
Will he deport empathy-grace, adoptive Mercy?!
Like suicidal, suggestive voices, hibernation
anxiety sneaks through the Spirit keyhole!
Tense, I should still hope for a miracle so that
I can still run bravely in front of high-speed trains!
I no longer dare to believe Edited Promises;
the cold of soaked loneliness drips through me
as its handcuff balls curve to infect my heart!
 
With stifled anger, I should not expose myself to puffy temper!
- In vain do others admit that I should enjoy Life:
I cling to the world of rules and rhubarb rituals so that
I can be at home! Suspicion is already riding in the minds of everyone!
"I'll be silent in the rain if I want you to leave me alone!"
Tears swaying on the guitars of guitars!
"Now a damp dark cling to the wrapped envelopes of the Spirit!"
Only eternal silence can remain in the mountains!
 
In time, a rodent sucks in the homeless pile of the heart!
It would be good to know that a Muse or Penelope is still
covering a secret veil somewhere and waiting for me!
Maybe cheering laughter can comfort you one more time!
If I could, I would chew my gnashing teeth on Time!
My sleepless eyes guard clotting blood clots,
even in the depths of my restless heart a small child cries!
"When will he jump after you to pull me back from
the swirling axis of abyss as your Beloved?"
"My enduring anxieties are still overcome by
the self-righteous sense of lack."