My love,
my love

we are all
fighting
fighting wars in our heads
no one will ever know about
every damage
either destroying 
or changing us

changing us ..
will it be for the better?

and oh,
my love,
my love

all i wanted 
was to fight by your side
make the demons go away
since ive grown too strong
too strong to be soft anymore
i was soft for you though
i always was
you broke my armor 
and i didnt know
if you were fighting against them
or against me

so tell me,
my love
when is it over?

i just want it to end
to lay my head down
on the place i lost your hand in mine
and fall asleep so deeply

so tell me,
my love
when is it over?



its over when i stop fighting
i fight for what i believe in
and if it stops
i needed to give you up
its over when i try to beg you
to give me my armor back
for i just want to lay down
and fall asleep so deeply
at the place i lost your hand in mine
to that time i lost your hand in mine

the war is over
and im so tired
ill just fall asleep 
to that thought where
i lost your hand in mine

Kommentare

  • Author Portrait

    Sad but very powerful. Its a great poem. :)

  • Author Portrait

    I love your poem, I could imagine it as a song :)

  • Author Portrait

    sad yet beautiful. I hope you're alright :)

  • Author Portrait

    So beautiful :)

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