Tired

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

 

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

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

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

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

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