I've been scared to put myself so out there.

People have a hard time letting go of their suffering.
Out of a fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar.

— Thich Nhat Hanh.

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Manchmal frage ich mich, was ich anders machen würde.

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Cue in a standing ovation

for an unobstructed performance

of harrowing infliction

transforming a berserk presence

into a tormented monster

that could never leave.

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Kitty cat waited at the door every day. How pitiful it was, having to wait for someone to open the door to let it in; but no one would do that for kitty cat. Roaming around, down in the dumps, kitty cat anticipated a meal time eagerly at a designated time each day. Sitting close, holding up itself, kitty cat remained in place as a routine to allow its presence to be seen and felt. Kitty cat waited at the door every day. How unfortunate it was, having to wait for someone to give it warmth and care; but no one would do that for kitty cat. Assumptions were made about the movements of kitty cat when it wasn't around. Sympathy was felt towards kitty cat when it didn't appear at the door when it was supposed to; but no one took any further step to alleviate the sadness which compelled the disheartened kitty cat to return to its hideaway. Kitty cat had a heart full of despondence as it struggled to breathe without choking. Kitty cat wasn't alone, and it never would be; but no one let kitty cat know that. Kitty cat needed to feel it. Kitty cat needed to feel home.

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Bury it in the burrow.

Swallow in the sorrow.

Pucker up for the show.

Curtain call's tomorrow.

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Manchmal sage ich mir, ich wünschte ich hätte dich nie getroffen.

Wenn du mich nicht aufgehalten hättest, wäre mein Verstand noch am Leben.

Du hast das getan, und ich werde es nie vergessen.

Du hast das getan, und ich werde dir nie vergeben.

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M.

Time is running out.

Need you to know that.