The thrill

How could I live without the thrill?

Is that the last passion in me I will kill?

Do I have to leave my wild life?

Was it ever that wild?

What do I really want?

Someone who really sees me and

loves me like I am?

Or the passionate thrilling flood

that waters my desires for a while?

Do I really want any more drama games?

Am I not satisfied, not too old and too full of scars

to go back to my old life?

Didn‘t I realise that the beauty never stayed?

The one who looked to beautiful to give my heart space?

Can I give it all up and just look after one?

Ignoring scars and memories and start over again?

Am I ready for something new?

Honesty and love have an own thrill,

it counts much more.

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