moonchild

[deeeaahh]

[pheasjourney]

Albträume können enden. Wichtig ist es nur, dass sie uns am Ende nicht verändern.

unknown

[pheasjourney]

Es ist nicht immer der Kopf, der weh tut. Und es ist auch nicht immer das Herz, welches schmerzt. Manchmal tut auch einfach die Seele weh. Manchmal schmerzt einfach die Seele.

Phéa

[pheasjourney]

You can't fight many demons on the same time. But sometimes you have to. All you have to do is to endure. Enduring like all the time you did.

Phéa

[pheasjourney]

Titellos

Ich bin nicht im "Jetzt", irgendwo; nirgendwo - tief verletzt.

Einst getragen von mächtigen Schwingen, doch sie bröckeln, lassen mich zu Boden sinken.

Dem Himmel einst so nah, verstand ich nichts und verbrannte beinahe.

Ist das Leben, was war, meines oder liegt es verborgen und starr?

Das Meer, in dem ich schwimme sind die Tränen, die ich nicht kommen sah.

Wo bin ich, wenn nicht hier?

Wer bin ich? Sag es mir.

Ich schließe die Augen vor all den Fragen und werde warten.

Ich werde warten.

~ Phéa

[peoplealwaysleave-99]

[pheasjourney]

And that's what she did. She painted me like her most beautiful work...

Phea

[fucksocietyandthoughts]

Yes.

[poems-and-word]

[pheasjourney]

🖤

[pheasjourney]

If one dream should fall and break into a thousand pieces, never be afraid to pick one of those pieces up and begin again.

Flavia Weedn

[pheasjourney]

And even if you’d be poison, I’d stay with you until I’m feeling sore. ‘Cause you’d be the most beautiful death to see.

Phéa

[leidgott]

[pheasjourney]

missing you.

And in times like this, missing feels like drowning because you are the person who cures all my wounds, who lifts my soul and heals my heart. And your fingertips clean my scars and your little warm soul is the hideaway for my restless heart. You give me courage, you give me strength and the second I’m leaving you let me fall back again. To all those deep, black holes, to everything mad and insomnia nights, ‘cause you lift me up; you are my light.

And right now, my scars are open, my wounds still bleed, cause one night without you is like no sleep.

And right now, my restless heart pounds against my chest, it needs you, it feels you, like a child needs to rest.

And the little demons inside of me crawl, down to my heart, into my soul. Telling me mad things, telling me bad things, telling me lies.

And the little me, that’s sitting here, is thinking of you, cause you are my compass and you are my light. You guide me safe, you guide me home.

[poems-and-word]

[pheasjourney]

.

[pheasjourney]

Hae ephadron

theri thaur

am na dhû

ias fîr i ambar

A trehil i 'alad 'Iân uir tri 'wilith.

[pheasjourney]

Nimm doch einfach meine Hand und lass mich nie, nie wieder los.

[pheasjourney]

Die Gebrochenen können sich mehr entfalten.

Unknown