unime

open questions
leading
to bitter tears
unfullfilled wishes
disappointed hopes
it seems like it
always
start a new

again & again

I`m fading
away
into endless pain
Im rotting
in never ending
emptiness
never stopping...repeating
again & again

worst case scenario
is business as usual
nothing left
that shocks me
anymore
nothing left
that touches me
inside
nothings chancing
for years
same procedure like
everytime

its no fucking
bad dream
its reality
its my life
& I only have
the one,
propably
so,what to do
with myself,now
giving up ?!
be a loser ?!
like my friends
with dreams of utopia
in my bed,
in my garbage
I want to give it a
damn meaning
I wanna invent
I wanna produce
I wanna make a
change
but Im only
a fucking consumer

my life
it should get a worth,
at least for me,
if not for history