Feelings Where are you calmness Have no calmness left Only disoriented waves of uncertainty	You can be happy that you know Where you stand I have only uncertainty left No one knows Where all the things are placed Only chaos in my inner room	Cannot say that you exist Exist in my gallery of persons That I would want to know Want to place you in my saloon For men that have lit my soul
The time passes and I am suffering Because I cannot write to you I have forbidden myself There are so many else But only you make me new I want to be the one You want to look at	I have shouted wolf so many times that no one believes me any more not even me	A wish a dream av vision an illusion a pulse my blood my impuls my courage a poaring liquid a rainfall a sea This is all you did not give me
You are only so real That my memory allows you to be You only exist in fragments And if I can I might stop thinking of you Fill your up your room with other peoples stuff And start remembering you as you really were Why did I keep you so long?	The artist is done with the portrait And now he wants to marry the beauty On the canvas Their dreams are connected The surface of the painting is their connection But at the same time it is a barrier, Because there starts the two dimension Becoming a three dimension These two can only meet in their dreams That is their common bed	My tactics: I wait until I have a really good hand And then I go all in I do not  bluff And I do not bet on a shitty hand Because it is better to loose everything on a good hand Than waist chips on nothing I would rather sit on the platform And wait for hours for the right train Than change train at every stop