Once I Will Be

and one day, 
what you once saw as me 

you'll see

in someone else entirely 

and what was me

will be 

no longer of importancy

the remarks you can describe as imagines

the points that only could connect to me 

taken place in other people on your way to meet

and now the poems I put my last spark into

the rhymes I lived through 

the art I created

the tears I shed on the papers

the fabric I bleed through 

the broken tones on my piano

the holew words I filled up with soul break and hurt

no longer do they matter 

no longer they exist 

as like before

they are now a distant breeze

now the texts of another will shine 

the art of a brighter will thrive 

the fingers of a better will follow the lines of the sheets

the words of a narrow will carve you out of sleep

now I don't exist do I

no longer a worth while

all that I shine for, will only shine for a while 

till the next, better one gets to the trael

so the help is resived

the pain is relived 

the beauty described

and all that was to be told has been put to peace

put to rest in the cold of retreading memories