Eine kleine Kurzgeschichte welche mir am Heimweg aus Berlin eingefallen ist und sofort niedergeschrieben werden musste. Enjoy.

“Lass es doch einfach!” sage ich. Schon wieder. Seit einer gefühlten Ewigkeit versuche ich nun diesen Idioten von seinem Trip runter zu holen. Ich habe ihm jetzt zig Mal erklärt dass das keine gute Idee ist, dass das hier niemand braucht und niemandem hilft. Mir nicht und ihm ganz sicher auch nicht. Vergebens.

Plötzlich ändert sich seine Körperspannung. War ja klar, er kann es nicht lassen. Ich habe jetzt lange genug versucht das zu vermeiden, meine Geduld ist nun zu Ende. Meine Optionen ebenfalls, die hat Mr. Ego gerade höchstpersönlich vernichtet. Na gut, dann eben so.

BiLingual
BiPedual
BiDextrous
BiPhasic
BiHemispheric
BiNocular
BiPolar
BiNomial
BiLiteral
BiSexual
BiDirectional
BiCentral

I am so damn Bi

Be who you are she said.
Sounds so easy, is so hard.
It needs passion, it needs art.
Feeding on this beating heart.

How can you be what no one is?
Be it an angel or the beast.
No one tells and no one knows.
Depths inside that you don’t show.

I am what I am and I accept
whatever’s hiding in this depth.
If you don’t like it, so be it.
I lead my life how I see fit.

Feelings are strange. Sometimes they just jump into your face out of nowhere, stay there for a few moments and then leave again. The hard part is to deal with these moments.

I haven’t written anything in the last few months. Then suddenly, along comes an old feeling that feels a lot less intense than it did in my last life. Looks like I changed a lot.

Anyway, I decided I’d write about it. It’s not a particularly good text and I just wrote it down the way it fell out of my head. It’s not as refined as most of my texts which usually take a few days to a few weeks to be finished, if ever.

The devil is moving, it’s out of control.
It broke my heart now it is after my soul.
It made me lose all my self control and forced me to endure the worst of it all.

It made me a devil I never wanted to know.
Took me to a dark place in my very own soul.
One day I broke out of it’s tight control started a new life without all this sorrow.

The devil is moving but now I’m not alone.
I found an angel, a very kind soul.
It showed me that there is still so much more to know, feelings to share and wonders to behold.