my sweet unknown

shouting out to a depth of emptiness
to an abyss of forsaken thoughts
and hungry hearts
wishing i could see
how deep is my own virtue
how strong is my own will
and so i close my eyes
and see to it
that everything surrounding me
was burnt
with ashes of tomorrows left undone
and i forbid myself
to ever get clear
thrown in an illusion
where memories have fade
now the openness
of another wormhole
swallows my entity
and there i see
surrounded in agony
the dying heart of a stranger not
forgotten but embedded
to yesterday’s sunshine
and dead star

part of me will never see
part of me will never feel
the compassion of a weary delusion

and i have found
the emptiness in me
and it is still empty
and ungone
curses and lullabies
beat up the tortured
steam of sorrow’s end
and when i come down
to the gladness of nonentity
i will never know again

so d’you still wanna see
my thoughts?
twisted as they may seem
the truth shall understand
the sorrow shall forgive
the forgotten heart
i tremble within
the flight of my own
compromised past
will no longer accept
and i will no longer crawl . . .

and now all i can say is
Ik verlies mijn gevoel voor alles
wanneer jij niet in mijn buurt bent.