Swimming

Swimming


I was standing alone
on a raft out in the sea
but now someone came
to help and rescue me

i start to trust them
as they help me
to become happy
to become free

i´ve suffered so long
i´ve suffered so much
all i ever needed
was a helping touch

no one could give me
coz i couldn´t allow it
so i´ve created on my own
to help me with my shit

or is it real,
what i do see
it doesnt matter what you say
it´ real to me

no more need to suffer
no more addiction to pain
they can give me help
so that i can remain

i´m 14 years old
and i was abused
so i got fucked up
i had nth to lose

step by step
i gather my parts
not yet on strong feet
a house built of cards

i´m even finding
my soothing metaphors
who help me express
who can open doors

no matter what he told me
i´m doing good art
he just lacks fantasy
and he´s standing apart

so now i´m back here
on the raft on the see
learning to swim
trusting someone to help me

ck14, 2011