17.new

two tears for an angel

17.old

in the landscape of my feelings, i'm walking through a desert of indifference, broken by the spikes of despair growing out of forbidden love.

16.new

the ability to forget is the only thing that keeps us alive
after 934241241 seconds of concious life we realise that there's nothing new
we've seen it all, done it all, thought it all through, felt every emotion,exploded in every ectasy, cried all tears, reachd all goals.
be thankful,
forget.

16.old

the loss of a beloved presence fills me with emptyness. like a bubble of non-existence eating my soul, consuming myself. part of me gone, leaving a hole into which the rest follows.

15. other

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that frightens us.

15.new

tired of giving and getting nothing back
tired of loving and being not loved/ignored
tired, just tired

15.old

my self-centered existence turning pointless. the lack of stars, nothing to look up to.
makes my vision go blind.
all whats left is the vision of small lives.

14.new

tired beyond any sleep to heal,
waiting for the colors to reapear in the grey world,
have to dig hard and deep for every fragment of emotion

14.old

die tränen zeigen mir daß ich noch am leben bin. die fähigkeit mich so zu berühren besitzen nicht viele.
Dafür bin ich euch dankbar, möget ihr mich lange zeit auf meinem weg begleiten. danke für die liebe.

13.new

thank you,
thank you for listening,
thank you for percepting the echoes of the music of my soul.

13.old

to overcome my blindness, i need to see clearly.
moments of beauty shattered my shell of self-centered existence

12.new

the process of hurting someone close rips my soul in pieces,
even if i see this is the only way, my inner self screams in white agony.
this is the guilt i have to live with.

12.old

so verharre ich in dem Moment verblassender Gefühle, in törichter Hoffnung er würde für immer verbleiben.
Unfähig klar zu denken, aufrecht zu empfinden. Der vorhergeahnte Schmerz des Verlustes hindert mich daran weiterzugehen und mich neuzuverlieben.
There are bridges that won't burn.
Nicht mit meinem feuer, noch nicht.

11.new

the simple proximity of another soul, the ability to touch it floods my inner being with warmth, the sensation of touch, unbound by any expectations or conventions makes me smile again, makes me feel alive.
Again.

11.other

The infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind. The sheer number of experiences i could have is uncountable, breathtaking, and I'm sitting here refreshing my INBOX. We live trapped in loops. Reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths laid out ahead of us. We see the same things each day, we respond the same way, we think the same thoughts, each day a slight variation of the last, every moment smoothly following the gentle curves of social norms. We act like if we just get through today, tomorrow our dreams will come back to us.

[from http://xkcd.com/137]

11.old

pools of molten pain opens inside my heart. the fear of loosing someone loved drives me insane, but this madness reveals my true feelings

10.new

the world is sucking away my lifeblood,
the more i give, the less i receive back,
all of my compassion spent,
like a raindrop in the desert,
i feel like trying to turn a glacier with my own breath,
should i keep this breath for myself?

10.older

don't waste your time,
that's the stuff life is made of

10.old

frozen moments of myself.
the dumb words not capable to express
the mere shade of my thoughts
driven between passion and comfort, between
ectasy and seciurity, whitch way will i choose?

9.new

a moment of beauty, moment of perfection, moment of truth,
in one splitsecond reality we manage to synchronise our souls,
to tune ourselfs to the music of another soul,
can this be love?

9.old

life slowly burning away, the pain of decay stretched over infinity,
pain, my only true follower, all other of them gone: hope, pride, passion, strenght.
My sole friend whom I can embrace in my struggle for power.

8.new

have you ever cried?

have you ever...
...felt beauty,
...heard music,
...felt awe,
that made you cry?

have you ever cried?

8.old

percieving our blindness is only possible
by taking off the glasses of prejustice.
erst wenn wir zu sehen gelernt haben
erkennen wir unsere blindheit

7.new

The fire that burns in our souls seems to die
Time is the curse and the bless that makes us human
All we need is a reignition of the spark
a reboot of the soul that makes IT speak again
the insight for the mechanics of our souls is what we need

7.old

the pain of hope. blinded by fate (fool)
looking for the spark, able to re-ignite the fire,
in a life of everlasting dark

6.new

We choose not to...
...not to love,
...not to be the person we want to be,
...not to see.

not making a choice is the easiest choice

6.2.old

surrounded by a world which coldness makes
my emotionless freeze look like a bonfire
in the dark.
sub-zero feelings.

6.1.old

there's beauty in us all, lurking beneath
a thousand artificial shells,
sometimes forgotten even by ourselves.

5.new

our greatest treasure
the intersubjectivity of feelings
the ability to re-feel other people emotions
compassion

5.old

impression of beauty, captured in a fraction of time, frozen in time.
for every whish given up, there is a price to pay.

4.new

You are the one.
You are the one I could

o WASTE
o SPARE
o FULFILL
o AWAKEN
o LIVE
o SACRIFICE
o FORGET
o AWAKEN

my love for

please choose the appropriate item.

4.old

here we go, barely remembering what happend before.
memories fade to grey, turn to dust, to nothing
running in circles.
let your soul melt, melted hate, molten love, liquid fear.
embracing every pure emotion, trying to find that spark
that makes us burn again.
every thread of felleing analysed, dissected.
silent screams rising, unable to break the molten walls of
our dis-emotional prison/cage.

that's the end of fairy-tales.

3.new

we think we've come that far
the crown of evolution
masters of our destiny
gods chosen
...but that's just the begining

what about the other side?
brothers killers
warmongers
drown in stupidity
...that's already the very end

3.old

make it worth to stand,
(world) worth to witness,
(pain) worth bo bear.

2.new

solitude, my friend of old
it's to long i've seek thy presence
you're the mirror for my soul

2.old

walking the crowded streets alone,
feeling like a stranger on a different planet.

empty faces everywhere,
showing barely rememberd shadows of emotions,
caring for no-one exept themselvels
countless souls are slowly dying
slowly fading to grey

your sleeping time is over,
break the silence
in this particular moment there is only one solution
WAKE UP!!

Remember! Rediscover how to love, how to hate

1.new

stupidity and ignorance surrounds me.
minus and minus equals plus?
exponential breakdown follows

1.old

(mindless) more then i can stand,
(world) more than i can witness,
(pain) more than i can bear.