Chapter 1

 Beast!

Dreams of the future illusions of the past.

Stuck with a phantom in a dream with a crash.

  I wake up screaming suddenly in class,

  Realising why everyone is having such a blast.

   A monster a monster i hear in my head.

   A whisper so sweet i wish i was dead.

  A man comes to my dream and claims i'm his.

  Oh please let this be a nightmare oh please hear this wish.

  I wake up with rosses near my feet ,am i dead i whisper with a beat ?

  A grin on his face and i feel so disgraced.

  I'm bound to please this selfish evil beast.

 

Nightmare.

Beautiful but contains such sorrow.

  why did you have to break by such a simple arrow ?

  I longed for more but you were scared.

  A mistake in the past made it clear.

  But our love wasnt the same,

   I hoped you would have at least trusted that flame.

  Broken and shattered i understand but what about the love that we had?

 Why do you hide in plain sight when your so scared of fire and light ?

  I tried to understand what you feared,

  but to me it's starting to get very clear.

  To you i am a reminder of the past and for you that's not a blast.

  So i guess i'm just a nightmare in a glass.

 

Last smile.

Birds fly through the sky.

  And he is just about to die.

  And his last smile i see.

  As darkness surrounds me.

  I wipe my tears off on my sleeve.

  Before I start crying myself to sleep.

  And somewhere in my dream,

  I wonder if he is in heaven and in peace.

 

 Olden days.

 Listen listen to the waves.

  As they sing about the olden days.

  Legends and stories never forgotten.

  Only hidden around autumn.

  Spirits all around us but very few remain at sea.

  That's why we should listen and greet.

   Because spirits of the olden days are here as we speak.

  So child don't waver don't fear.

   They are only here to greet you my dear.

 

Underwater i'm free.

Underwater is where i'm free.

It's below the surface that i can be me.

 It's here around the blue that i can be with you.

Deep beneath the sea there are secrets and songs.

Something that should probably stay a secret for humanity and so on.

Do i stay silent or do i sing?

That's the question that keeps on ringing.

But i'm too afraid of grief for if i stay silent i might just weep.

And that's the lesson they teach us at sea that you need to sing to be free.

But no one ever warned me that it would be for eternity.

So if you ever hear a mermaid's song promise me that you will listen close,

Because you never know when you will hear the next voice.

 

Dare.

sparks are everywhere.

  Yet everyone are trembling with fear.

   Because of the question they all want to ask but do not dare.

   What if just maybe it is exactly,

   What that one beloved person wants to hear.

   So maybe just maybe you ought to take a risk, 

   Because it's far better then being alone and in tears. 

 

Wish of the queen.

I'm the queen of queens 

Gifted with both land and dreams.

  Those who trust me obey my orders,

  Yet there are those who defy them honor.

  My soldiers died at the hands of the lord, beyond our borders. 

Their families hearts turned into ice,

as they washed their tears with water.

  With a heavy heart we say goodbye to the deceased,

  Watching as the anger of my people turns into a beast.

  I realise that their fury is to deep, Nevertheless i hope they spear the week. 

This is the last wish of the queen, once remembered now unseen.

  The spirits all around obeyed her command and wished her well,

  But that's another story and shall be told in another relem, 

So untill then goodbye and farewell, but for now i wish you well. 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

Tonight is the night. (halloween)

 

Tonight is the night.

  When darkness takes flight.

  When the dead arise leaving humans with their cries.

  It's when the nights children are on the loose.

  Both vampires and werewolves. 

Tonight is the night.

  When many different creatures walk around.

  It's when monsters ghost and goblins all get along.

  As they say trick or treat.  And sing their weird song.

  Fear consumes all children a like.

   Both girls and boys cry in fright. 

But that's what keeps this story untold,

   And for many more centeris it will uphold.

 

Born from a rose.

 

A child born from a rose.

  Awaken by the sad wish of the crows.

  Across the land she travels.

  Looking for clues to unravel.

  Battle after battle she fights.

  Slowly revealing both truth and light.

  A prophecy is made and she returns home.

  News of blood and slaughter,a war where no one can run from.

  Grave after grave she sees.

  With her beloved on the ground and she on her knees.

   With hate in her heart she grows week leaving this world with only a weep.

 

Last duet

A whisper turns into a roar. 

And soon you walk out the door.

  Are we going into a war?

  Is what i ask myself as i fall down from the stairs to the floor.

  As i close my eyes to take my last breath.

  An iron kiss is placed on my lips with so much passion and regret. 

And soon he falls down next to me like the first time we met.

  I guess this is our last duet, he says as we look into the sunset.

   It seems so cadet is what i say before takeing my last breath. 

Yet the last thing i hear before leaving this world is goodbye Annette. 

 

 Instruments of our hearts,.

 A word turns into a whisper.

   And i shiver from his touch.

   Trembling with both excitement ,and lust.

   I lose myself in a world of flame,

   Burning with desire i call out his name.

   Our souls are instruments meant to be played,

   The sound invades our hearts and souls,

   Losing ourselves was only meant to be a start from new to old.

 

The little one.

Born without a sound. 

The mother cried as she hummed.

  With tears on her cheeks and her heart broken,she sang.

  She clung too the little one in her arms but could not get a token.

  The little one was taken from her arms, 

with such a force not even the words godbye were spoken.

  As she cried without sound they looked at her with out remorse.

  They could not understand her cries and her rowers.

  But she knew all too well that she would also leave without saying farewell.

Because soon this would all be a very sad fairy tale. 

 

 

 

Goodbye.

 Everything is taken form me like a storm.

 And even in happpiness ,I am alone. Memories,love,... and everything from below to above.

 Cherished but forsaken ,it must be a dream i must be mistaken. 

But the truth always come to light ,even when it hurts you with its might. 

And the truth is that i'm worn out, so until i feel better i will scream and shout. 

I plea that you do not look upon the world with fright. 

Because knowing you, was what brought me delight. 

 

 

Beast King.

Eyes of gold. 

Or so i was told. 

He was so often sold. 

But even so he was still bold. 

Remembering the beauty of the old. 

He always looked beyond the ice and the cold.

  A beast of the wild with his story untold. 

 Untill he met the girl who always sat and fold. 

He needed no longer to be controlled.  

Because he was free and so was his soul. 

 

 

 

Done.

Laying here in the dirt.

 I wish i could have at least thought about my own worth.

 As my conscious slips away i remember the color of his shirt.

  Thinking back i knew he was a flirt.

  He called me squirt ,when i was young.

 That was still ,when everything was new and fun. 

But he was an expert ,he was gun. 

He hurt me and left me numb.

 But i was always protected by the sun. 

Even now as my heart beats like an ice cold drum. 

My friends told me that i shouldn't bother with such a scum. 

But i was a girl in love, meaning i was dumb. 

But that's all done, i guess if i want to stay alive now i will have to run. 

 

 

 

 frustration.

 Dreams are illusions they can be fake.

 But what about intrusions on ones heart you make?

 Love is a situation,that creates the nation. 

But what about the sensation, that makes the dead awaken? 

Rhythm after rhythm motion after motion. 

This how we deal with all the commotion.

 But how do you wash away,all temptation? 

Well it's easier said than done with all this frustration. 

 

 

 

SIGHT.

Why do we need to fight?

 when we have struggled for centuries with all our might. 

We said we would shed light.

 On everything that wasn't bright. 

We said we would take away their fright.

 But all we have done is making them fear us att sight. 

I blame us not them because we were the ones who took flight. 

When we actually had no right. 

 

 

 

 

Liar.

It's very funny because you are like this because of money.

 You threw away your pride and you left your braid. 

There is not much left that you can deny.

 No one could rely on someone they knew lied. 

There wasn't even a cry even when they buried you, 

They stod there with their faces dry. 

Because even in death you told lies.

 But worry not ,your demise set them free. 

And now you will be punished for eternity. 

Chapter 3

Return.

My hope is distinguised like a silver flame, 

And my diamond tears fall into place. 

Heavy stones were laid on my back.

 Just as my blood were ready to attack. 

Chained by sorrow and pain i weep. 

For my destiny is harsh indeed. 

I am the one with all the scars, 

 Yet she is always safe and protected by the stars. 

My anger and sorrow knows no bound.

 Hatred transformed into an evil hound. 

I hereby swear blood to blood i shall return, 

And my revenge you shall learn! 

 

 

 

family. 

 

I'm not in the mood to clean. 

And there is not much i can do to be mean. 

The world we live in revolves around creatures unseen. 

Still i'm not so keen on obeying this stupid queen.

 Fighting a war when she was only fifteen, 

Made her face turn blue black and green. 

 But the world isn't what it had seemed. 

 Because now we struggle to win this war with both humans and machines.

 As we struggle to see what's in between,

 We only find an old sack of beans. 

A remainder of the king and his sweet kathleen. 

And this is not unforeseen because the war is here,

 With both aquamarines and mujahideens, 

Even small boys with the age of thirteen,

 Fight as they try to forget their trampoline.

 Why can't we all share the same cuisine? 

Because if we all tried to lean just once in the same direction, 

We would see that we all were supposed to be family. 

 

 

 

 

Law.

A finger across my jaw Was it heaven that i saw ? 

I'm in aw, he is without a single flaw. 

I know i'm supposed to draw.

 But this room is without any law. 

I need to withdraw but the feelings around me are too raw. 

But now i know that he already foresaw,  

well that's not strange since he is the law. 

 

 

 

 

Promise.

 Secrets shared but promises forgotten. 

Words from a man is much more then he understands. 

But fear from what is unspoken was awoken. 

Now what's left is to take what was shattered as a token. 

 

 

 

 

I'm safe.

 

 I'm blind i can't see. 

 What is a dream and what is reality. 

 I'm blinded from all the lies.

  Illusion and disguises a like.

  I 'm deaf i can't hear. 

 Silence is what keeps me from fear.

  I'm deaf from all the fights. 

  Whistles and screams a like. 

 I'm mute i can't speak,

Words only hurt as they leak. 

  I'm mute from all the words. 

 Promises and lies a like.

 

 

 

 

 

Beating heart.

 My heart is beating so hard inside.

 Against my rib cage it cries. 

Should it play or should it stop ?

 It is the question it asks as it slowly drops. 

it works everyday and every hour no wonder it is starting to get tired. 

It has been beating for a few years now. 

Getting close and closer to the day i will die. 

It won't defend it won't pretend but it won't sleep yet,

It will just mend.

 But untill then it will keep beating inside like a newborn baby with no lies. 

But it has a promise to earth that it will return. 

With no question asked it will keep its promise like a burn. 

I will die i know that for sure the future i say but i don't know when for sure. 

It's when and where we ask. 

But let's just hope we leave without regretting our past. 

 

 

Last dance.

 In a pitch-black room i'm dancing.

 With my long black dress with velvet ribbon glansing. 

He twists and he turns and it feels like it burns. 

His hands in mine feels like fire. 

Our eyes are filled with such strong desire. 

We dance hour after hour and he throws me higher and higher. 

But a glint in his eyes tells me it's over ,that he must retire. 

With a last kiss on my hand he heads out for the mainland.

 As he leaves i place my hand upon my heart and whisper i understand. 

 

 

 

Secret.

 Again i'm forced to keep this secret i bear.

 Because it's not something i would like to share. 

But the one i love thinks i fear, 

The evil it has and all the stares. 

But all i'm afraid of ,is for him to disappear. 

Because to me he is so dear.

 I don't care about all the glares. 

As long as i don't fall into despair. 

That is why i'm glad that he is here. 

Because he is the one that can stop all my tears. 

 

 

 

 

My imaginary lover.

My imagination has no bond. 

It's like a world all on it's own. 

And that's where i met you ,but you are not true.

 And that's why i'm leaving you.

 For someone who's real and true.

 Yes someone very much like you. 

 I just hope you won't fly without saying goodbye.

 Even thought i know you will always be nearby.

 

 

Heart.

Listen to the whispers of your heart.

 Or you will be lost in thought, 

Wondering where you need to start.

 But your heart will guide you through the dark. 

That's something you will never be without. 

 

 

 

 

Hitman.

 A hired gun he is. 

With shots and fire he hits. 

And he never miss. 

That's why they hire him with bliss. 

The target he shots will be his.

 Again and again even in mist.

 He tries to escape with a cut on his wrist. 

But he knows he can't be dismissed. 

Because they need him to exist. 

And if he resist they will just put him on their price list. 

But that's not something he can fight with his fists. 

So he got no choice but to sit because his life is no longer his.

 

 

 

Betrayed.

He is so angry and i'm so afraid.

' Because i know that he feels betrayed. 

I just hope it won't be to late. 

To say sorry for that one simple date.

 And I know he feels played. 

I just hope he will be easy to persuade.

 

 

 

 

Beautiful disaster.

He is such a beautiful disaster. 

And have you ever heard his laughter?

 I need to leave but i have to stay.

 He is so beautiful that he takes my breath away. 

I wonder what else he does that makes me stay. 

Was this give or take ?

 Someone tell me this was not a mistake.

 Immatureness is sweet but after awhile it loses its peak. 

Now i'm just hoping that i'm strong enough to get up on my feet. 

 

 

 

 

 

 Identity.

Searching for my identity. 

Is as hard as losing my dignity.

 Wondering about my abilities. 

Masculinity or femininity ?

 Identity crisis visibly. 

And what about curiosity. 

On humanity's stupidity.

 Trickery and revelry. 

I might need a remedy and maybe some therapy. 

 

 

 

 

Opinions.

Opinions opinions we speak.

 But listening to another fellow seems weak. 

Opinions opinions we hear. 

But do we really care ? 

Opinions opinions are near. 

But we are too self absorbed to hear. 

Opinions opinions are clear.

 But we don't wanna hear becausenwe might just get a glare. 

Opinions opinions that leak. 

Might have gotten worse of than just a beat.

 Opinions opinions we fight. 

For it might just kill someone's right. 

Opinions opinions i say. 

But i don't hear anyone listening my way. 

 

 

 

 

Doll.

He wont release me,

i'm tied up to tight And this is what i go through all day and all night. 

I'm afraid to fight for he might kill me at sight. 

He is insane so that must be why he plays this sick ,sick game.

 A game with a master and a doll ,i don't even understand it anymore. 

 

 

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Texte: Jennifer.M.T.
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 04.05.2013

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