Shadows I try to hold in my hand,
reality slipping through my fingers – I try to understand.
So many thoughts racing through my brain,
so tired of thinking I drown again in vain.
Dark clouds rise high above,
the thunder growls and there lies a dead and lonely dove.
Grey and lonely everything seems to be,
I turn and spin again and again – no one here but me.
This is my trap, this is my doom,
alone I stand in a grey plastered room.
No sound I hear,
no hurt I fear – the end is coming … it is oh so near.
My head drops down and a tear finds it way,
its color is a highlight in the mighty grey.
Slowly so slowly it rolls down my cheek,
wiping away the darkness – let the greyness become so weak.
Down over my mouth, my chin, my throat it runs …
Oh believe me, it burns, it burns!
My heart still hurts and aches,
pain follows the tear’s lonely trace.
The tear now over my heart find its rest,
softly breaking the skin of my chest.
Deep down into my body and soul it flows,
the brightness in me grows and grows.
My soul now opens and blossoms like a flower,
inside of me there lies my strength my power.
I raise my head and open my eyes,
there is beauty and sunshine and no dead dove there lies.
The greyness that often tries to capture us …