Montag, November 14, 2011

Had I known

Had I known

That I’d offer my life to you
That I’d rip open my chest in hope
Cut my throat in the morning dew,
and close my eyes to limit the scope

Had I known this would feel like a landslide
Like the darkest, coldest of days,
a polar expedition to not be at your side,
a thorough feeling of „not okay“

Had I known that it’d hurt just the same
For long periods inbetween,
and the weeks when you’re far away
like a shadow from where I’ve been

The black dog won’t disappear -
Had I known!
I wouldn’t have come here
On my own

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