Ängste
by Anonymous
11/17/2011
Why must life teach us too well?
What more does it have to tell?
That fools do and must live to die?
And clowns smile but inside cry?
Why must life be all too silent?
Why must time not favor the patient?
So we would wonder in the dark confused?
And make the world once again diffused?
Why must life always let you down?
Why must I have unnoticed frowns?
So that I will be forged into fine steel?
Ignoring all and what I could feel?
Why do we live under a timeless sky?
Why do we die in a blink of an eye?
So we could use our time to live?
Though at most we live deceived?
Why should we waste our precious time
earning all these worthless dimes?
When we could feel these scenic sceneries
-butterflies, birds, flowers, and trees?
Why do clouds exhibit peace?
What does life offer the least?
Pain, agony, despair, and failure?
To walk in a gloomy path unsure?
Why must heaven be very far?
Why can't I help a falling star?
Is it because I was born too weak?
Enough to make me from destiny sick?
Why should I stand outside closed doors?
Why can't I get rid of this remorse?
So I could walk the perfect path?
But inside I kill because of my wrath?
Why can't I feel a butterfly's heartbeat?
Why am I frozen despite of heat?
Because I fear I will never be loved?
Despite of prayers to heaven above?
Why must I be left behind?
Why must I always feel entwined?
So I would measure and drink my tears?
And try to cut myself with these shears?
In this universe of false hopes and dreams,
I guess everything is not as it seems.
The truth lurks, no matter how hard we cry,
that in the end we are all bound to die.
What more does it have to tell?
That fools do and must live to die?
And clowns smile but inside cry?
Why must life be all too silent?
Why must time not favor the patient?
So we would wonder in the dark confused?
And make the world once again diffused?
Why must life always let you down?
Why must I have unnoticed frowns?
So that I will be forged into fine steel?
Ignoring all and what I could feel?
Why do we live under a timeless sky?
Why do we die in a blink of an eye?
So we could use our time to live?
Though at most we live deceived?
Why should we waste our precious time
earning all these worthless dimes?
When we could feel these scenic sceneries
-butterflies, birds, flowers, and trees?
Why do clouds exhibit peace?
What does life offer the least?
Pain, agony, despair, and failure?
To walk in a gloomy path unsure?
Why must heaven be very far?
Why can't I help a falling star?
Is it because I was born too weak?
Enough to make me from destiny sick?
Why should I stand outside closed doors?
Why can't I get rid of this remorse?
So I could walk the perfect path?
But inside I kill because of my wrath?
Why can't I feel a butterfly's heartbeat?
Why am I frozen despite of heat?
Because I fear I will never be loved?
Despite of prayers to heaven above?
Why must I be left behind?
Why must I always feel entwined?
So I would measure and drink my tears?
And try to cut myself with these shears?
In this universe of false hopes and dreams,
I guess everything is not as it seems.
The truth lurks, no matter how hard we cry,
that in the end we are all bound to die.