The Harrowing Years

This I have learnt:

World forces all of us down

the fleeing years bend our backs

love but smears our hearts



Here I now lie still like a broken bow

soul sullen and rigid

with the will to die

sighing after the days long since gone

cursing every step on this ill-fated trail



"In vain I try (to forget) - In vain I try to (to forgive)

Black bird from evening sky - Raven from heaths of night

come and take my cares - carry away the grief

bereave me of my new woes - rend off these earthly throes

fly them to deepest lakes - to the starlit shores"



This I have learnt:

even the sweetest wine turns sour

we work our fingers to the bone

all our efforts of no avail



Here we all are but troubled guests

on darkling earth

lost echoes that pine away

into the dusk

nothing more than the wind to rely on

nothing more than the death

to comfort us in the end



This I have heard:

all ends in serene sleep

all these sorrows are washed away

as we lapse into the night



But I know it`s a lie