Diese Bilder wurden im Rahmen eines Videoprojekts erstellt, bei dem die Fotos als visuelle Unterstützung für das Video dienen. Zusätzlich wird das Video von einem Voice-Over einer gekürzten Version von einem von mir verfassten Gedichts begleitet. Das übergreifende Thema dieses Projekts dreht sich darum, sich selbst zu verlieren, indem man konsequent die Bedürfnisse anderer über die eigenen stellt. Diese Selbstvernachlässigung kann zu selbstzerstörerischem Verhalten führen, was letztendlich zu persönlichem Schaden und der unbeabsichtigten Entfernung des eigenen Platzes in der Welt führt, was wiederum niemandem wirkliche Hilfe bietet.
A selfless machocist
I think I lost my mind
I am evaporating into time
Where do I draw the line
How do I know I’m fine
Look at me so kind
Drink every poison I find
Bit straight into the vine
Because it tastes so Devine
Forgot to write my name on top of the list
I am evaporating into time
Where do I draw the line
How do I know I’m fine
Look at me so kind
Drink every poison I find
Bit straight into the vine
Because it tastes so Devine
Forgot to write my name on top of the list
Am I selfless or just a masochist
The beauty of pain
Is the experience you gain
Of every battle you fight
The wisdom that strikes
The fine temptation
Of every bad situation
The beauty of pain
Is the experience you gain
Of every battle you fight
The wisdom that strikes
The fine temptation
Of every bad situation
Can you tell me when it ends Will you hold my hand
It’s the reality that bends When we play pretend
It’s the reality that bends When we play pretend
And the rumbling thunder Feels like a wonder
The Dark Clouds
The Dark Clouds
and the rain in which I drown
I hold my head up high and wear my crown
I hold my head up high and wear my crown
Not realizing they are thorns
While the blood runs down my face
I go with grace
Wandering through this strange place Piking up the pace
Wanna get out
How did I end up here
Creeping up in fear
I wanna scram but can’t shout
I’m unable to make a sound
Drowning in my feelings
Staring up at the ceiling
They creeping in
Already touching my skin
While the blood runs down my face
I go with grace
Wandering through this strange place Piking up the pace
Wanna get out
How did I end up here
Creeping up in fear
I wanna scram but can’t shout
I’m unable to make a sound
Drowning in my feelings
Staring up at the ceiling
They creeping in
Already touching my skin
I think I lost my mind
I am evaporating into time
I am evaporating into time
