Instead of dying

I went to the dentist

What a horror

what a terror

That was terrible

I survived

But it feels like

I have been

In a fight

Her hands

are so nice

No Way

No energy, no will

It is Monday again

No lust, no passion

No work, No sun

No time, no pain

No gain, No way

At least something

Monday too

Writing to find peace of mind

Only finding anxiety and pain

I did what I had to do

Or not

I do not know

Just feeling frustration of existing

In the wrong place and time


Escaping into the night

I do not need to know

In order to feel the panic growing

The trap

Life is a trap

That we all have fallen into

Like wild animals

We are thinking

What to do about it

And the conclusion

Is go deeper and

You will find more

In that maze

Certain moments in time

Certain days are just too bad to be put down in writing

Certain moments deserves to be forgotten forever

Even if the sun is shining life can be hell as we all know

I am sorry for my own inability to handle my own problems

But that is the fact, and the sun will still shine

Whatever I do or not

Strange places next to home

Certain days demands escapes to a different city

Another place to put the restless mind and body

I choose the workers city south of home

A dirty place with a huge highway in the middle

In order to keep the workers mind focused

on work

The gigant harbour filled with containers and cars

The factory making trucks and the factory making medicine

To drug the world and make life filled with pills of different color

I love that place, poor people from all over the world come here

To seek the true unhappiness in a life filled with thing and matter

Are they happy, happier or just busy making a living

I do not know and I am not going to ask them

I let them get on with their life and feel happy that this

is not my home but a lush green place that is ok for a day or two

or more, enjoying the serene feeling of being a stranger in a land

That never been mine