Wear it like a crown

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I don’t know where this fear comes from,
How I became so afraid of losing everyone,
Never been afraid of being lonely,
Now I’m becoming the one I’m most scared of being.

I don’t know where this fear comes from,
This fear of failing fear of letting everyone, and myself down,
It’s growing deep into my soul,
Making me all paralyzed and cold.

It’s two steps forward, three steps back again,
I’ll turn my face against it, I wont run,
‚Cause courage and belief are my redeems,
No one else can rescue me it seems.

‚Cause if I don’t follow my heart this time,
I’m gonna forget what this life is all about,
I’m gonna take that path, I’m going in on my own,
I’m gonna take that fear and wear it like a crown.

Wear it like a crown – Rebekka Karijord

And I let it run …

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There are things,
I have done.
There’s a place,
I have gone.
There’s a beast,
And I let it run.
Now it’s runnin‘ my way.

There are things,
I regret.
That you can’t forgive.
You can’t forget.
There’s a gift,
That you sent.
You sent it my way.

So, take this night.
Wrap it around me like a sheet.
I know I’m not forgiven,
But I need a place to sleep.
So, take this night.
Lay me down on the street.
I know I’m not forgiven,
But I hope that I’ll be given
Some peace.

There’s a game,
That I played.
There are rules,
I had to break.
There’s mistakes,
That are made.
But I made ‚em my way

So, take this night.
Wrap it around me like a sheet.
I know I’m not forgiven,
But I need a place to sleep.
So, take this night.
Lay me down on the street.
I know I’m not forgiven,
But I hope that I’ll be given
Some peace.

Some peace.

Some peace.

Black Lab – This Night

Geschehen

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Gesehen.
Gelächelt.
Geküsst.
Gehalten.
Geweint.
Getröstet.
Gelauscht.
Gesagt.
Geliebt.
Gefühlt.
Geschmeckt.
Betört.
Bezaubert.
Gefangen.
Gehalten.
Umarmt.
Gehalten.
Gefangen.
Geweint.
Gewehrt.
Getropft.
Gebrochen.
Benutzt.
Gefallen.
Gelegen.
Blutend.
Allein.
Verzweifelt.
Gebrochen.
Zerbrochen.
Zerschlagen.
Zertrümmert.
Am Boden.
Im Dreck.
Gefangen.
Gefleht.
Gebetet.
Gefangen.
Gebrochen.
Zerbrochen.
Zerstört.

Geliebt?

Broken Thoughts

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I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Nine Inch Nailes – Hurt

Wie ist die Welt so stille..

Verteidigungsminister Helmut Schmidt

Helmut Schmidt
* 23. Dezember 1918 in Hamburg; † 10. November 2015

Wollst endlich sonder Grämen
Aus dieser Welt uns nehmen
Durch einen sanften Tod!
Und, wenn du uns genommen,
Laß uns in Himmel kommen,
Du unser Herr und unser Gott!

So legt euch denn, ihr Brüder,
In Gottes Namen nieder;
Kalt ist der Abendhauch.
Verschon uns, Gott! mit Strafen,
Und laß uns ruhig schlafen!
Und unsern kranken Nachbar auch!

Matthias Claudius

Photo: Bundeswehr/Archiv