Turbulence

What are we

Fighting for

All the time

An eternal domesticated

Struggle

A circular chaos

The great family

Circus

A sort of natural law

The Night Walker

Trying and trying

Initiating change

Nothing seems

To work

Don’t ask me

Because I have

No answers

Only, only

Movements and intentions

Broken Mind

Working with difficult matters

I lost my strength

Trying to lift heavy things

With a broken arm

But a life without love

Is always hard to stand

That fills up my time and thoughts

There are no solutions,

No easy way out,

breaking up is hard

Staying is also hard,

Maybe

Being locked in

By the other people

All their needs and

Frustrations

Cannot leave

Stenches and stains

Everywhere

It is so messy and dirty

In here

Lost the key to the door

Have to climb

The window

Outreach

Living in chaos

While depression

Is gripping me

This very morning

Slowly putting out

The lights one by one

The only thing to do is

Keep on moving

A Madman’s Wisdom

As being the madman

In the game

I eventually realised

That the sane were mad

And that my version of reality

Happened to be the true one

Just saying this in the early morning

As the light shines through the window

Even after a disasters

I did see it coming

And told them as a male

Cassiopeia that we should stop

They laughed and down we went

Here we are on the brink

Still here but on the way to the abyss

Give it another try and you will

Find us at the bottom

Looking for food and

Clean, clear water

Madman

I am sick

I have an illusion

That I am able

To accomplish

Anything in this world

A very bad virus

That runs in my blood

In the family

Have to eat medicin

To stop the will to change

Have to drink

Have to work

Have to run

Have to fight

Have to be depressed

Just I don’t try to change

Anything in this world

It is all OK

The danger

Is change

Everyone tells me

Everything has to be

The same

Forever and ever

But they eat their hart out

Sorry

Just mention it