The Manifesto of Klarheit

I know this road.
I know every stone, every tree, every shadow.
I know where it leads.
I know what it means.

I am not my family.
I am not my friends.
I am not driven by fate.
I am not a victim of life.

I can break the circle.
I don’t have to walk the same path until I die.
I don't have to repeat other stories.
I can write my own.

I have fought too hard.
Des Kämpfens müde.
I have suffered enough.
Der Schmerzen genug.

I crept through the dirt of doubt.
I tried to break open ears that stayed closed for me.

For years, I was not enough.
Drowning in my own pettiness.
But now, I promise myself to exist.
I decide to be.

I choose clarity over numbness.
Presence over escape.
Power over surrender.
Myself over despair.

I could take a shortcut–but it leads nowhere.
It dulls the blade of my mind.
It breaks the force of my words.
It makes me forget.

I want to remember.
The fight is part of life.
My memories made me.
I want to remember every part of me.

Not made to fade.
Not here to drift.
Created to create.
Fully awake.

No drinks. No drugs.
I don't fear addiction.
I don't fear weakness.
I refuse to trade myself for hours of comfort.

This is my only chance to write.
My only chance to make music.
To be.
To express.

I am not ready to enter the abyss.
I choose another way.
I saw who went further. I am not them.
I stay sharp.
I stay strong.
I finish what I started.

Klarheit.
Clarity.
In every second.

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