Borderline

Borderline 

When they cut deeper into the past 
Through a cut 
And it spreads into the Dutch not to be seen foggy air 
It enters my cloud 
It enters my bathroom 
It pierces through my clothes 
And then they think of killing people 
Or stealing stuff away that shines bright with someone’s angel touch 
They’re on a mission to kill life but remain looking beautiful 
The paradox is to be read on their faces 
Once dating a woman with borderline you realize that your life is over 
They will embarrass you on purpose to get what they want in the end 
Money and fame 
Money and a name 
Money and a reason to stay 
So they bare children 
But they get the highest punishment when they end up getting children 
They don’t know, 
Until they have reached out for me 
A Mother Nature 
A light filled with magical blood they wish to drink creature 
Isn’t? 
Have much fun with women like these 
Who tear your soul apart 
But I know these women by heart 
I rather fantasize about psychiatric doctors instead 
As they know me by heart and support me in their way 
There is still light