Meike Schrut

You resemble me - or: Lines to the son

I loved to have comfortably
how you!
This takes revenge sometime.
Clipped me to person,
to those I have made no difference
and every love became the lie.
Every day for you - THERE -

(from where we went
because the life was not worth living any more!)

one day becomes for you
become the trap.
Now is how a mouse
itself before the cat (called: Lives!) hides.
However, the life is nothing from which one can be hidden, never!
Consider today consciously my steps 2-3 of times
only to make everything right, but:
can one be sure of that so?
Yes, also I had and am afraid.
With every right decision
if I learn how it is to defeat this fear, bit by bit up to the death.

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 07.07.2010.

 
 

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