Meeting myself
In the coffee shop
This is me now
Reading a book
About me ten years
Ago and I realized
That I am never gone
Be free, just more
Me
Meeting me
Late Conclusions
The party is over
Since long time
The people left
Forgetting what
They left behind
Worn down leftovers
Fighting the wind, rain and snow
Changing color as the green mold
Takes over, a small community of
Different plants and creatures
Soon other tables and people will take over
Or not, it does not matter
The relationship, however not clear will always
Remain as an anchor and hope
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Christmas
The Day is here
But I am not
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Black 19th
This is the darkest day of the year
No hope should remain
After this or that
Everything dies today
Everything is reborn tomorrow
In this mad vortex
Let me be in peace
Let me be in happiness
Let me be in water
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Returning
I live in the north
In the land of small hills
And a lot of trees
Some blue lakes
And a lot of lonely and cold people
I wanted to leave but somehow
I am stuck here
First time I went back it was, Because of the language
The second time because Of my career
The third time out of desperation
The fourth time out of frustration
The fifth time has not happened yet
But it will
This is life in the far north
A place where the ice and snow
Is absent
The place where your soul freezes to ice
Take my advice
Stay out
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Strangulation
Roots moving around
My feet
I cannot let go of the memory
My family, the past
Is like curse
Slowly killing me
Just by being
A memory
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Mindlessness
Losing my sense and mind
Now everything is going to change
Again and again
But I will not be around
And that is okey
The mind aligned with a flower
Or a tree and me as a mindless
Savage forgetting everything
I ever learned
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Leaving
The tide has turned
I am leaving what
Once was my home
I have no home
Only memories
And freedom
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Morning has broken
But the day will never
Come
Only the proxy
Some daylight and then dusk
We pretend that everything is
Normal
Going on in our daily routines
But the light tells us something
Is very wrong
The darkness come and overtakes us all
Now and then but this is different
Very different
Something much more sinister
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Road by the sea
The road is small and narrow
Winding through the pine forest
No tree knows your name or
Destiny,
Only the shadows of the past
That always hunts you
From dawn to dusk
Every minute of the day
They treated you terrible
And your scars still bleeds
After decades of meaningless therapy
The hope of reaping rewards
And achieving success is long gone
Left is only the eternal values of
The sea and beach the stormy
Hour when the day turns to dusk
