She acts stronger than she is
She lasts longer than she cares
She looks open but resides rather privately
She grows only on her own surrounded by silence
Passive aggressive doesn’t touch her
It molds her, controls her, destroys her
To a beast of no more morals
Containment or pride do not exist
Blind rage of fears and doubts she likes to hate
Can anyone blame her?
If they don’t even know her
Judging is the closest they will ever get allowed to come
Purely because she reaches beyond their general level
Of self reflective darkness
Self induced light
Under performing progress
Over accomplishing bright
She cries louder than thunderstorms
She sinks deeper than the no returns
Of a black holes singularity
She unfolds stacks of complexities
Within a wink of thought
But crashes all her brilliance
For the shadow of what she felt
When she first fell in love
She will unravel you
Before you begin to reveal
To yourself even the rhythm
Of reflections you’ve never rested without
She will narrate you
Beyond annoyance but deeply rooted
In a truth you didn’t know you had internal
Until she plucked it from your brain
To lay it before you on the table
With a pride in her smile
That shines through the rooms in her own darkened mind
Only to admit that it was you who brought it to her
She will always promise you
All her inspiration comes from how she lives
How it happens, how it goes
How she drew it all out while she was born
How every word she writes is a memory
From before she became real
memory
Echoes.
I try to reach out and hold you right there
But you’re just thick water and thin air
Flowing hard and whistling softly
I recognize the melody
But it gets flushed away by your flood
Don’t want to reset the memory
Cause you’re yet part of my blood
Could you just slow down to disappear
And let me make it more clear
That this goes deeper than a feeling
This is far more certain than faith
It’s a disease that offers healing
A part of love we like to hate
Because we can’t control how it goes
There is no real sound in echoes
The only thing we got is here and now
You and me
Whatever comes next
Or after that
Is as we choose it to be
Y.
Then you meet someone, and you click immediately in a most absurd uncomfortable way, that you should actually be thinking ‘No way!?’ but you think ‘Yess, just that!’
and then you clatter constantly into one another, like marbles in a jar, until suddenly the lid rolls off and both slip away.
Spinning around, looking, seeking each other. But you will never see each other again, that’s as certain as certainty itself. So much coincidence does not exist.
Why did we speak of such trivial things, and forgot in the fun of our flirtation to exchange our data completely? Why does contact with some people come so easily as naturally and why do some people remain hanging in your mind, even though you haven’t known them more than 10 minutes? Why do I only know your name, age and residency?
Ohh and the smile you sketched on my heart, as to rehearse a tattoo of happiness.. That will never become, because I shall never see you again. But the memory alone, lightens my day 🙂
Truth Beyond Mystery 