Evil is not a thing

to touch, to shove and to descry.

Evil is not to follow your heart,

when it speaks truth.

Evil is to abandon your soul

into the lightless sea of worn out reality.

Evil is not some thing

a thing to eliminate, guttering out before it´s time.

Evil is not to hear her beat and cry.

She beats and beats endlessly she cries and cries her restless cries.

don´t you go child don´t you go she cries her severe cries

i´m there – don´t you know child don´t you know –

i´m there

she cries her longing cries and this is her plea –

come back child please come back

come back to me child

please child come back and be child

be just be

Evil is not to follow your heart

when it speaks truth.

Evil is to abandon your soul

into the lightless sea…

The glowing fire of hurt

My feelings singed

My heart cocooned

from you, I thought

But still you reside there

So beautiful to see

Just out of reach

Enough distance to puncture

My armour, dissolved, useless

The silence is cutting

A million answers to the same question

Heard, but not believed

Have you run away?

Or do you really not want me?

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