Lavender Nightsky

Spirit is dangerous.
"Thou shalt not heal until thou get hurt."
Spirit is reluctant.
"Thou shalt not cry until you breathe first."
Spirit is beyond forever.
"Thou shalt not exhale until the candle is out."
You cry when left alone.
You moan silently in shades.
And Spirit makes fun of you.
You drive in the middle of nowhere.
Spirit is your break and gear.
But you shall not be cleansed unless you get mud on your hands.
You shall not amuse yourself unless you walk among the beasts.
You always try.You sometimes fail.
Spirit is there hiding in shadows
Waiting for you to come out of the wardrobe
To devour you...
It follows you everywhere.
Your leecherous friend.Your beloved enemy.
And It commands you.It rules you.
Not to get up until you know what the soil tastes like.
Not to forget until you lick the blood from the wound.
Not to feel the water until you've felt the fire.
We have to deny it.Because we are "animals"...
It causes trouble for It breathes too loud.
When upset It can stir the stars and cook them.
"But what would I be without you?",you'' ask.
"You would be Pain and Beauty",It replies.
Oh you're sure It's mad.Try to get over it.
Pity...You can't.

Geist ist Geil