thinking about what I did to people

and what people did to me

referring to weight, seen on a scale of justice

is it an honor not being able to forget - or a bane?

is the impossibility to forgive a bondage of vice?

am I on an elephant´s graveyard?

carrying everything with me, all the time

beyond my power to abandon fate and bereavement

aware of myself trying to be a good soul

failing sometimes but in comparison to others...

I´m neither the serpent - nor the apple

maybe I´m Eve - demanding the right choice of all those Adams out there

the world as it is should make everyone commit suicide

but it´s not my part to offer assistence

so I stumble back into this little, save place

digging endless graves for thousand sins

hoping for release of all these thoughts...

...trying to transform my mind into paradise