H O P E ingH O P E ingThis poem is written for the Photography by PatrickRuegheimerI hope he like it. The picture is really nice and emotionful...Without a touch.Without a word.Without the love.Just hope ing to see tomorrow.Without a dream.Without a home.Without the memory.Try to reach them all with my hope.Without a person.Without a sound.Without the hope.All is blown away. One by one. Step by Step.
Blown AwayBlown AwayThis poem is written for the Photography by PatrickRuegheimerI hope he like it. The picture is really nice and emotionful...In a place in my heart.When I am searching for love.The only thing I found was the way to the sky.Up to your heart.I will reach out.Hope to catch you.You are blown away.Somewhere. All alone.I try my best you get you.I don't wanna lose you.In the fight with the sky.But I guess, the sky will take you.Take you away from me.What should I do?Looking forward?Is hard to see.Is hard to be.Without you.In the bright sky.Far far away.You are blown away.Somewhere. All alone.But tell me: is the sun shinning there too?I can't wait to see tomorrow.To see the sky.I hope I'll find you.My love.
Endless Cut...the endless cut is known as "Teufelskreis" (germany).It bites you. Part by part. Step by step. You don't know where it came from.You don't know where it will end. If it end.The rain has lost its tast.The wind is not singing anymore.My heart lose the control.My breath is losing too.Something inside me is cutting me.Cutting my air.I stand up. Run away.From who? Where?The world shines.But in a dark light.It breaks hearts and legs.Without a regret.And again. I stand up.Sit there. Here we go again.When its time for.Time for the endless cut.