Achim Wollscheid

Fall is damned!
Every leaf of every tree sheds
as the balding of a man's head.
The pigments are beautiful,
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I keep it in my pocket, so to speak,
this uncomprehensible sadness,
or rather sense of weakness and inability.
I don't want to get up,
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Just escape from this building
That's colliding; its walls, fading black
Walk to somewhere away from this memory
Wipe aside tears that threaten departure
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In dreams is there ever a decisive escape?
Can one shake and wake?
Does it go on forever beyond the restraints of time
If one does not open the eyes?
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Why is the world so openly blatant?
To my left the woman is causing pain
To the man to my right whose internally breaking.
If she could see deeper
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You are not aware of another environment
Because of your programming.
How is it possible to discover yourself
When you've been programmed as something else?
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Something is always in my way to you
And you ask me why don’t I love you.
It is fiction, I never stop trying.
I’m constantly confused “Do we belong? ”
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What a way to die
Only eighteen, just beginning life
On a road you were driving
I don’t really know the speed
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Tiny nightmares creep inside my head,
They tickle every notion of a dream
Out of my depiction,
But I can’t say that I’m afraid.
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What's a flower
But a sweet dream
Is it pleasant,
Or do you dread it
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Life is fun when you’re living it just for the moment,
You can be whoever, say and do whatever, and it’s okay.
Without restrictions, you know it’s possible to go wherever,
So you go on forever, you stride beyond the binding line
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Last night I hung my head
I struggled through the day
I couldn't find happiness
I prayed to God, and He spoke to me
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Left and right, everywhere I turn
I find haunting temptations
Grabbing at my throat
Making their way to my vulnerable mind
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The barrier of time shrinks, the hours speed away.
I find my eyes opening to the sound of an alarm,
And that is the only thing from day to day.
I truly miss the comfort of sleep,
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Why do I have this fear,
Like ice melting in my head?
Too many times, I’ve checked the room
And saw that nothing was there,
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When will kids grow up and become adults?
Will they play on the earth like a playground for long?
It never gets old how demeaning it is
When kids think that they rule the world,
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I cut my wrist.
I saw the blood,
I felt the sting.
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What, the beast?
I cannot see
how wide, how ample and steep.
Throughout the earth,
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There is so much to think about
And enough time to think on these things
but Thoughts aren't being produced
with this malfunctioning brain
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