It’s not the hurt that hurts

Falling into the depth of the places I already know,
years of searching in the wilderness for clearness to show.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but it let my heart split,
that it took more than it had to admit.

Take me to the edge you know,
tell me that I’m stronger than mind wind’s blow.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but it got me twisted,
to see something over years that never existed.

Burning candles burnt down slow,
love’s fire’s just for heartless, I didn’t know.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but it pulled me down,
that you built an ocean just to let me drown.

Dancing shadows guided me wrong,
proved that I was not your favorite song.
It’s not the hurt that hurts,
but my heart got broken,
by left the truth forever be unspoken.

 

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Don’t leave me here so unimpressed

Don’t leave me here so unimpressed,
I want to feel how it is to be obsessed.
But instead I’m waiting, for someone like him,
for something more than touching my skin.
I’m sorry that I don’t feel that way, but I haven’t told you to stay.
Like a worn out daily routine,
like lying against sin.
I’m waiting, searching, bold, living on.

Maybe I’m too cold, but I’ve told you in many ways, that I’m left inside,
that there’s nothing near you I have to hide.
It’s neither my pride, nor my distance inside.
It is not him, it is not you,
it is nobody besides our illusion and that’s the clue.

You can dance for me or you won’t,
it doesn’t matter to me, I won’t get stoned.
You can whisper a thousand words and I won’t dare,
don’t have many emotions with you to share.
So take it or leave it, throw away or archive it.
Go away or beg me to stay.
I don’t care and we are both well aware.

Don’t leave me here so unimpressed,
I want to feel how it is to be obsessed.
I want you to touch my heart, without parting to be apart.
I want you to touch my soul,
I want to believe that without you I am not whole.

Let’s forget about all the waiting,
hunting and dissipating.
I want to believe that there’s only you and me,
that there’s no one else who has to see.
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„Never leave yourself for someone else“

No, I’m not an option after her.
I’m not a view between stop and stare.
Maybe when the night calls,
I’m lonely,
but I am the one and only.
The one and only one of me.
The one and only who can be.

And yes it hurts you see –
that you want me to be
another kind of myself,
another kind of me.

No, I can’t offer you all of me,
cause I am a full grown person,
can’t you see?
Maybe when the day rises,
I’m scared,
but it’s the call of my inner guide,
all that I’ve ever heard.

And yes it hurts you see –
that you want me to be
another kind of myself,
another kind of me.

So take all of your manipulation,
put it into her ocean of frustration.
There’s the place to be.
There’s the place no soul to see.
There’s the hunting for being free.
There never was
and there’s never going to be
your me!

-Nicole Inez

 

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„Lass los, was dich nicht mehr halten kann“

Schau weg von dem, was dir nicht mehr gefällt.
Befreie dich von fremder Last in deiner Welt.
Hinterfrage, woran du nicht mehr glaubst.
Befreie dich von dem, womit du dir nachts die Sinne raubst.

Lass bleiben, was nicht dir gehört.
Befreie dich davon, was dich innerlich zerstört.
Lass los, was dich nicht mehr halten kann.
Befreie dich von fremdem Wahn.

Halt nicht mehr dagegen, wenn dir was widerstrebt.
Befreie dich von dem, was dich nicht mehr belebt.
Lass fallen, was dich nicht mehr trägt.
Befreie dich von allem, was nichts mehr in dir erregt.

Akzeptiere, was ist.
Lass brennen, was dich innerlich zerfrisst.
Lass los für dein neues Morgen.
Lass los von gestern.
Lass ihnen selbst ihre Sorgen.
Lass los, was dich niemals lieben kann.
Lass los, besser dann als wann.

-Nicole Inez

 

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Ein Gedicht: „Forever to pretend“

Come on life,
come closer now
and hit me harder.
I promise you,
that I won’t get smarter.

Not now,
not in any or somehow.
I’ve lost something
and I don’t want to bring.
To bring this phase to an end.
I want to forever.
Forever to pretend.

The night is young
and I want to be in,
I’m well aware to be a sinner
without a sin.

Let’s go back to where it once started.
I’m all alone not able to be parted.
It’s not a crisis,
but otherwise it is,
something no one would ever miss.

So tell me now where I belong,
Show me then where we went wrong.
Where’s the road,
it could be me,
There’s a light,
that you may see.

Come on life,
come closer now
and hit me harder.
I promise you,
that I won’t get smarter.

Come on life,
come closer now
and hit me harder.
I promise you,
that I won’t get smarter.

So tell me now where I belong,
Show me then where we went wrong.
Where’s the road,
it could be me,
There’s a light,
that you may see.

 

© Nicole Inez

 

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