29.06.2020
The night
What will i think what will i do?
Standing emptiness, plaintive rest.
In thoughts no longer myself.
In the conscience of how you torture me.
Hatred, sadness, thousand aggressions,
Hostility started without paying off.
Crushing pains in the face of death,
in rainy thoughts of this repayment.
Life in shards this night,
I'm dead, you have done it.
One day too late and one day too early
I forgive me all my toil.
At this point I am done
don't expect anything, not even the turn.
Don't come back to my life
kill me, want to surrender.
My soul vomits, shimmering in the sea,
shiny shaft, nice rifle.
Release the shot that submits to pain
now begins my new...
Life in shards this night,
I'm dead, you have done it.
One day too late and one day too early
I forgive me all my toil.
29.06.2020
The lonely
Those who are are lonely, lie to noone, at most to himself or in delusion.
Those who are lonely do not have to argue, suffer from the opponent's opinion!
Those who are lonely do not have to think about, what others think about them.
Those who are lonely, will never be abandoned, don't have to hate others afterwards.
Those who are lonely have a good time because there is nobody who hurts him.
Those who are lonely have a really good time!
No man, no animal, no cavalier bothers him in his are of pleasure
And nobody gives him wise lessons that are well meant but hard to hear.
Escaping the world, he gets quietly out of bed whenever he wants.
Even in a dressing gown, he walks around comfortably all day.
Protected from prying eyes, he can fuck himself in the house.
If he loves music, he can listen to it in order to pleasantly bewitch the ears.
Those who are lonely have a good time because there is nobody who hurts him.
Those who are lonely have a really good time!
And he can shout loudly and vigorously, he can celebrate regardless.
He knows no female ban, so he smokes and drinks like a chimney.
And generally you forget him, at most once in a while one asks:
What, is he still alive? Damnit! I thought he was long dead!
In short, apart from some torments, happiness can hardly be painted more beautifully.
On which also the following sentence is based: Those who are lonely have a good time!
Those who are lonely have a good time because there is nobody who hurts him.
Those who are lonely have a really good time!