A mirage of depravities

 
Years are confused,
into the shadows of darkness
I stare at my face.
I am researching the secret Vant and Jelent.
Stubborn to the lost
I also intentionally rejected blind hope.

With myself several times a day
I count out of necessity.
Who can dwell in the invisible?
onion peel-In one,
which my soul hides secrets
ancient, obsessed with its well depths.

Many transcribed memories flood over my head
and who are the actors?
they could accompany you for a certain period of time.
"Looking back, why was it necessary?"
scared to death ran aground,
believed love to be true,
which is perhaps the immortal
Could it have been worn with everything?!

Why did you lose your purpose,
as a stranglehold on myself
I had to break it into a million pieces
that only those are worth it
come close to me
really get to know me.

Now - maybe already -
the Present flows over me endlessly.
Maybe he labeled losers as last
happiness can also catch up.
Blinded Fate could have revealed it to the world
original intention,
whether I am in your plans
I also left him alone on the cheap?!

Even if I could complain about what is now plaguing my existence,
done deeds, soul-shell,
overbearing gestural fragments prevail
he told in words in the open corners of Hyena's lips.

Why did I stay here so long?
Orphan is also vulnerable, can be kicked further, as a ball
can be trampled fragile?!
No one and nothing can be
which was a long time ago.
He is rarely an accomplice or a fraud!
Along the cut fruit joys
smaller gothic adventures
and more and nobler angelic direct
deceptive dreams promised kindness!