11 000 years |
11 000 years I spent on a desert island.
I would rather have been living on Iceland.
There I would at least have been able to find myself a friend.
Even though I would eventually face loneliness in the end.
All these years I lived without you. No, not living, only surviving.
I guess I must have had some kind of striving.
Everyday was slower and more painful than the other.
But no one came to save me, not even my own twin brother.
I missed you and our son all the more for every second, minute, hour and day that went.
But all it got me was all the more bent.
For eternity I was stuck on a vanishing island with no one to talk to.
I guess I should be happy that you didn’t get stuck here too.
I did all I could to forgive one and all the other.
We were supposed to be in each other’s arms, but this didn’t happen just because of my brother’s mother.
All this will ever do is make me sad, because my inside hurts so bad.
I want to cry but my tears are out, which make me even more mad.
Without you my love, no life is ever worth living.
And that keeps me from being all happy and giving.
So I decided to draw many pictures of you and our beautiful son.
With smiles so bright even brighter and more beautiful than the sun.
This I did partly to get my head straight.
The other reason, your beautiful face makes me forget all about the hate.
I thought you were dead, I really did.
You and our kid.
But when I finally got free from my hell.
I heard the news, you were both well!
My son and wife was all along alive.
And finally I could do more than just survive.
Addictive of your smile, scent and laughter.
This time I will have my happily ever after.
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