Diversion

Repeating the patterns
again and again
creating
pain for everyone
We are like islands of hopelessnes
from long time ago
going through generations
i did not know
how difficult it would be
to break the pattern

Memories

Starting to remember
the old riddles 
that I once 
know by heart
Time has passed
but they are
still there deep
inside
working their message
through me

I have fear
fear is strength 
and weakness 
I have my rest
in agony
Haunted by
memories 
from a past
life that 
i do not
remember
but suffer from
The waves hits the shore
no guilt involved 
but they still hits the shore

Drifters

Tonight God must hate us
all the suffering
all the pain
we create 
In my mind
I can hear
the scream
even though
it is so far
away 
on the other side
of the world

Change

The older i get
the more energy
I lose
The hope of
change is gone
I am just changing 
anyway
Returning to my old
city
I  do not find it the
same.
The building are there
The memories as well
but the people are
mostly gone
sometimes I pass
them on the street
pretending we never
did meet 
Leaving ourself
to ourself

Spring

There are no hope
only the 
wintery wind
of the past
at this beaten track 
We do not have 
to understand
anything at all
Only to be something
different then we
ought to be
when waiting
for the spring
to break