I am so tired
The energy is gone
I am not tired
To hear that I got so much
Problem
I am tired of being owned by others
Defining me
I will rise
To Let Go
For a long time I waited
In the middle of life
For the salvation but only got
Denunciation
Realizing I would
Never reach my goal
And that the storm
would not let me Go,
I had to let go and live
The best way I could and that
Not the talkative psychologist
Or the medicating psychiatrist
Nor the compassionate old lady
Next door had any answer to give
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Evening in Fear
All that anxiety
All the pain
That keeps the body together
In fear of falling apart and
Of losing the
Little control
That is left
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Small Hope
Got back a little bit
Of hope today
Strange since
It is almost
To late
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Rise
Standing up
Fighting
Until
I am
Free
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The Gold Plated Life
I live in a guilded cage
A beautiful place
I have food and bed
No job still I am fed
I am chained to history
And bound by guilt and shame
I will never be free
Waiting to die of old age
And my own misery
I have courage but no hope
Letting the momentum slip
Away because
That is my way
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Chimera
Night is here again
Filled with dreams
Vague memories of
Past wars
All lost
Passes by, it is almost
Over now
Life passes by
Like everything
Quick shimmering
Light
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Middle Earth Life
What is the meaning
Of my life, just a jittery
Scheme of
Confusion and frustration
Long days of working
Eternal conflicts about
Trivial things or
Extreme anxiety and the
Need to create conflicts
Frustration and patterns
That repeat themselves
Eternal
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The Boy
Once I was
A happy young man
Being a fool and
Dropping out of school
Traveling the world
Met rich and poor
I opened many closed
Door
Sensing my limits
I met this beautiful girl
From home out there
In the world
I stood there
Naked and gay
In front of her
High as a kite
She told me
I love you
Just the way You are
Just do not Take it too far
And that was the way it had to be
Some but not to much
I started to wither away
All my dreams grow old
And in the end there was
Not much left
I had gone old
The children had left
For school
Lonely and lost
I had to find
New dreams
Overworked
Tired
I will not save you
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Nightmare
The restless night
Has started
Filled with
Screams and
Frustration
The nightmare and memories
Comes back to haunt us
As well as screaming kids
And frustrated spouses
Every night I return
Every day a relief
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