Liebe, Haß und Furcht

Liebe

 When I was clearing

Out some things,

I found this old heart

I think it belonged

To you sometime

All I know

Is it’s not mine

It’s worn out now

And broken, split

But you may want to

Have it fixed

If you don’t want it

Just throw it away

That’s all you did

To me that day

I’ve sent it to you

Anyway

 

A ring I found

Was yours as well

It reminded me

Of old church bells

The ones that sit

On concrete blocks

Outside church doors

And ring no more

I’ve sent it back

To you as well

I have no use

For it

Today

 Keep in touch

Enjoy your life

Someday you may

Meet my wife

I hope that we

Can still be friends

The clichés stand

Depart

The end

 

Haß

 All of these scenes

Are wasted dreams

A waste of time

The hurt was mine

A waste of skin

I let you in

Remove the itch?

Well, fuck you bitch!

 I’m here in a room that

I’ve used before

I’m here in a bed that

I’ve used too often

I lie and realise

I’m in the wrong room

Awake, whilst beside me

Lies the wrong woman

It’s far too hot

I’m tired, and I’m leaving

But I’ll stay here forever

A ghost on your ceiling

 

If I could hear you now

I wouldn’t listen

If I could see you now…

Liebe, Haß und furcht

If I could touch you now

If I could take away the pain

I’d give it all right back!

Liebe, haß und furcht

Liebe, haß und furcht

 

Furcht

 As I was walking

Up the stairs

I met a man who

Wasn’t there

He wasn’t there

Again today

I wish that man

Would go away

 Love for life

Hate for me

Fear for gods

It’s too easy

Lost in a world

Without pain

I don’t know

What to feel

What are we

In the world to do?

The fingers touch

Your heart turns blue

The claws inside

Your head that burn

The mirrors fill

Your legs with worms

The angels steel

Your eyes at dusk

The sandman seals

Your eyelids shut

How I loathe

This sleep at night

This taste of death

This empty life

 

If I could hear you now

I wouldn’t listen

If I could see you now…

Liebe, Haß und furcht

If I could touch you now

If I could take away the pain

I’d give it all right back!

Liebe, haß und furcht

Liebe, haß und furcht

 

© Matthew Yexley 1997.


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