...you call me and here I am,forget when I come back to You and recall me again
when feeling that the image fades
it is a battery recharge
delighful self-flagellation
the pillory whipping the body

but there is always something born in the dephts
something sailors can not see, even though it´s been always longed to be seen
some of them then go insane and hang themselves on the pier
the rest of them, dizzy at once rush towards the waves,which they want to embrace
silently standing tethered to the deck
and tears burn the scars upon their cheeks
For they know now that the tempting is fatal
and these very ones are ones surviving
but their lives will be no longer the same as before
not anymore...