Wasted Time

The blocked energy

Forever contained

In contradictions

It is just getting worse

Futile to make a change

The river flows slowly

Towards the sea

Soon it will be too late

Or maybe it is to late

Already to change

This life past

Without meaning

Why was I ever here

Error

A day filled

With grey sky and

The white night is

Tormenting the soul

The night is full of errors

The mind running berserk

Short moments of sleep

Comes as a blessing

Watching

Lost passions

Just watching

The trees grow and

The people tumble around

Fulfilling their desires

Soon the dusk sets in

Passing quickly away

For the night

Night Thoughts

Eternal light

White nights

Sleepless and tired

We can change

The animals can not

Change

But this does not

Make it easier

Circle of Actions

The black darkness

Of being different

Defined as sick and crazy

– Go and get help

I don’t want to deal

With it, she said

There are no solutions

To your problems

Only me and my problems

Are solvable she continued

– I have no patterns I just keep

On repeating myself again

And again, that’s all