Hab mal ein bißchen in meinen Unterlagen gekramt ... angetrieben von der Erinnerung, daß ich mal etwas von dem song "Glitter Years" von den Bangles schrieb ...

Punkt = Leerzeichen, aber das Forum verschluckt die leider so leicht.

Das "Zeug" kommt alles in etwa aus dem gleichen Zeitraum : Ende der 80er oder frühe 90er. Könnte ich exakt nachschauen, bin aber im Moment zu faul dazu.



Lost Love

Full glorious morning have I seen,
But the morning faded,
now I'm living in the night.

Full glorious spring have I seen,
But the spring faded,
I'm now living in the winter.

Full glorious sunlight have I seen,
But the sunlight faded,
now I'm living by the moonlight.

(Full glorious love have I seen,
But the love faded,
I'm now living lonely.)


Will I ever come to light ?


Part Two (Where Is The Light, Shining Into The Dark Room Of Depression's Darkness ?)

Where is the light,
................ shining down on me ?
Where is the light,
................ shining into my dawn ?
Where is the light,
................ enlightening my darkness ?
Where is the light,
................ enlightening my life ?

Where is the light,
................ shining into my heart ?

I don't know.



The Darkened Years (Inspired by the song "Glitter Years" by the Bangles. Written in the late 80s or early 90s.)


Dark Room,
Dark Sky,
Dark Thoughts

Heart broken,
So often one step away from suicide,
Lost Love
Travelling with nowhere to go (to),
No Love,
Not finding Love,
Loneliness,

But,

I don't really know,
How I survived these darkened years,
I don't really know,
How I survived these dark years.

Psychical breakdowns,
Several heartbreaks,
With (but) nowhere to run to,
Almost psychical suicides,

But,

I don't really know,
How I survived those darkened years,
I don't really know,
How I survived those dark years.


No Love,
No Girl-friend,
No Hope,
No happiness,
But helplessness.

Yes,

I don't really know,
How I survived these darkened years,
I don't really know,
How I survived these dark years.

I don't really know,
How I survived
These mental- , heart - suicides,
I don't really know,
How I could vegetate
In this Dark Room of Depression's Darkness.

I don't really know
How I could survive ... (it ...) [Variation : How could I survive ... it ...]



When you find a big kettle of crazy, it's best not to stir it.
--Dilbert cartoon

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