It is within the dreary hours
Of this day colored in grey
When I miss you the most,
Dear, cherished friend.

When the ground seems to tremble
And the absence of you
Lets me sway from side to side,
Insecure, without a hold.


But in the moment I’m reunited with you,
I will dance high on the tightrope,
Secure in my steps,
Balanced and complete.

Not looking ahead to tomorrow,
Ignoring the warnings in place—
 
That once I am without you again,
the tightrope will twist to a noose
From which I will hang,
Until one day it snaps—
And breaks my neck.


 It is within these dreary hours
Of this day colored in grey
When I miss you the most
Dear, precious companion
 
When I am barely existing
Without your presence
Unloved and lonely
Unworthy of living
 

But in the moment, I´m reunited with you
I will be like a god, worshiped by millions,
Destined for a great goal
Alive and immortal
 
Not looking ahead to tomorrow,
Ignoring Iscariots kiss 
Because once I am without you again
The thorns of my crown cut into my flesh
While I carry the cross
And the nails I will be crucified with
Are forged by myself


It is within these dreary hours
Of this day colored in grey
When I miss you the most
Dear, beloved ally
 
When i am weighed down by the pressure
And I ache for you deeply
Heavy with longing
Pinned to the ground, unable to move
 

But in the moment I´m reunited with you
I cast off my shackles and rise to the sky
Like gravity forgot my name
Free and unburdened  
Not looking ahead to tomorrow,
Ignoring how near I fly to the sun
 
And once I am without you again
My wings start to melt  – like Icarus, I fall into the abyss,
not surprised, only saddened
by how familiar it feels.
 

It is within these dreary hours
My elixir of life
I beg you to tell me sweet, tantalizing lies
Even though you are my downfall.
And until one of us will perish,
I will return and return.

I remain 
yours, forever