Posted on

Rubble

Drinking to stay awake

So that the head

Becomes clear

Making the mind softer

The thoughts less quick

Less condescending

Being chained to the destiny

Any resistance is futile

Only the drugs give peace

To the battered mind

Posted on

The Great Quest for Reality

I had this feeling of losing

Grip of reality

It seemed like reality had its

Benefits and deficits

The question is what is what

Dreaming is one level

True but mercurial disappearing

In the morning light

Only leaving slightly contours of memories

The repetitive world of every day

Is very much an illusion

When we leave it behind is just gone

Like a dream

Therefore my question is

What is reality and when is it really

Reality?

Posted on

Struggle

Fighting the pain,

The fear and self-contempt

All the lost time, all the lost tears

All emotions repressed

In order to survive

And now when life is almost gone

Another try to get out of this cycle

Posted on

Alive

Whatever keeps me alive

It has to be strong

When despair

Grips the soul

In the middle of the night

Posted on

Longing

Deep inside us and what we are

All the next action determined

By our destiny and will

Something that is neither

Far in our mind we do not

Understand ourselves

Posted on

Roots

Outside the normal path

Another road

Overgrown with

Roots of trees growing

Strong under

The poisonous asphalt

Sorrow and death destroyed

The hope long time ago

Almost to late I eventually

Found my path not knowing

Where to go and how long to follow

Eventually life demands and

Destroy any other option

But the evening comes fast

That time of the year

Posted on

Reflection

Having to deal with reality

In one way or the other

Not so meaningful or hopeful

More grey and slow moving

Filled with fear, anger and

Frustration

It is all there, we have to

Deal with this

In our everyday life

Trying to steer away from the most

Obvious traps

Life moves on like a migrant bird

On its way from the desert to the tundra