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Lebewohl
In German,
we say “Lebewohl”, and technically it means “goodbye.”, but translated by word it means: “live well” and it always makes my heart ache.
It is like an open ending to a book.
What will happen to us? Will we see each other again? Are you just telling me to take care or is there more? Is it a motivation?
I always think there is something hidden behind this goodbye,
something very sad but beautiful.
A little more life...that is all what I wish for.
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Sometimes life, cuts deep like a knife, making us quietly weep, a secret we all keep. But weak it would be, to start fearing it, because we´d not be able to see, if things get better in a bit?
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Untrue
I find it sad,
incredibly heartbreaking,
how our society has broken people,
how nowadays people need psychatrists
because they numbed themselves so much,
that they forgot
what
it
means
to
feel.
And because they want it that way
or they cant help it
because otherwise
life
would be a burden
they could not carry.
I switch from meaning to meaningless every single day, figuring out, why I live.
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When I was younger I believed that love itself was disappointing. And the only inspiring and beautiful thing about it, was our idea about how it was going to be.
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Poetry does not always have to be about love and broken hearts. Such as life does not have to be. There is more to express, there is more to feel and I know it is unbelievable, but there is also a deeper pain, than a broken heart.
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A Stolen Kiss, Ron Hicks, Oil on Canvas, 2014.
by lmm7
Bitterchocolate is the most accurate description of what life tastes like.
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You did well, today, always, every hour, you can dwell, directly under a good thoughts shower. Give yourself some love, even if someone else does, or if life annoys you like a mourning dove, you deserve these words, your soul will take them in, like pleasant chords, reaching your ear´s within. Are you feeling better?
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Changing
Sometimes changing is just tiring,
we go into different directions, hoping the best, that this newly discovered path would take us somewhere good.
Only to bump into the next bad happening or worst case scenario.
But what we often forget while we are sueing life for its cruelty is,
that
living
means
constant
change.
It is not about the goal, it is not about reaching that end of the path, because we won´t want to stop walking. As soon as we are there, we will go further BECAUSE we want to and we will be happy about the change, we hated.
Sometimes, all we have to reach, is the thought that at least we are still walking forward.
“You disappoint me." It has been many years, almost 12, that I was able to answer. "No, father, you are the one disappointing me.” It took me strength, and this strength, is the only positive thing, I have learnt from him. And maybe, I am grateful for that.
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Sunset,
why does it evoke emotion?
Maybe because we see the light dying?
And grateful, that we have seen it.
"Polaroids", they said, "You have to store them carefully." "Why?", I asked, not knowing anything. "Because", father answered, "The colors will fade until it´s only shadows and blurry silhouhettes." "Oh." And my heart ached, looking at this memory that was still present, but someday would be painfully far.
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The feeling that I carry around often is feeling alone in a crowd.
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