much goals ...may stop faults
i missed to write ...gentle and quiet
forgot the goals...dreamed black holes
jumped on the train...to work in pain
lived too less ...worked too blind
forgot myself ...forgot the world
and lived in my ...own little world
where everything stands still
i digged out my beeing...above this place
to keep safe my dreams and goals
i bound my living... on this roof
of the fundamental way to stop everything in my world
Can you live without sense?
Can you die without pain?
The most common way seems for me miles away.
Renunciation is what i'm asking for.
How long can i leave this ground?
My eyes are starting to close
...and i'm again
...in my own little world.
but I don't want to stay here anymore.
Please help me to change.