Hit and loose on a unknown path
I have one wish-
to tell a story,
but get no chance
to take it in spoken words,
no one likes to hear what hurts,
what can hurt,
not many know what I mean
because most have never seen
or felt what one only person did.
That person got a hit.
A hit in his heart-
when it has been loved,
another hit in his heart-
when it has been left alone.
He asked for reasons
couldn´t find rather one
cried many seasons
sad feelings- they won´t be gone.
A hit on its head,
it was nearly gone-
but he survived...
But he was to weak
to live like before,
to explain
something-
parts of his pain,
to speak.
At the time
his mother got ill
he thought about
himself to kill.
But he didn´t give up
because it would be weak
the life to stop.
So he asked himself
"can I take much more?"
He felt pain every day
and he took all of his energy
just to say:
"I can´t really say what´s going on-
but I got up once and
I will get up everytime.
I try to move on,
on a way
that has lost its destination."
On the possibility for love
for another chance
he tries to give all
but is it enough?
He uses to try the dance
the way to move on life
maybe get the next chance
but life has never seemed
to be so hard before.
Fear about tomorrow
every day seems to be
another new sorrow.
