Growing in the wild
I learned to keep and hide whats mine.
Not to share it , not to even mention it.
Mask the most valuable.
As time moved me on
to a place where I never was
I met a wandering soul
a soul which fit right beside me.
I could hear the voices telling me to run
but I choose to trust.
To trust the unknown, because in all
of the tales they told us that's the road to happiness.
Time passed us by in what seemed in a
dimension of our own.
I could feel my mask peeling from my naked soul
exposing everything I ever was and am.
Suddenly the lights went out.
I looked for you and whispered your name
in hope for comfort.
I saw nothing before and after me
not you, not me - not a soul.
No armor and no plan.
I felt your hand on my chest
it was the moment when I realized the mechanism inside me
had a purpose.
My mind was peace until you ripped what was mine right
out of my chest and my bare soul.
Didn't make a sound as I fell to my knees
and everything which once was solid and unbreakable
turned into fragile glass and bursted next to my almost lifeless body.
You took everything which made me human.
In what seemed like centuries I came out of the hole you put me in
to my luck it wasn't deep enough to stop me from breaking out.
I had pieces of my self missing, which I will perhaps never get back
Nobody will see what you saw.
They will all look and think of me as the weak and naive human
who gave too much away.
And if there is a time when we meet again
I will tear you open and pour acid on your insides
So you can even just for a moment feel what you've caused
and feel it burn right through you.
