Only That

I don’t want to break down

Or commit suicid

I don’t want to fight

I don’t want to hate

Someone I only want

To live

My life

Have an economy

That works

Not losing

Money every day

Only thar

Nothing more

Lonely Running Time

Lonely forever and ever

That is my nature

All those people passing by

Without me knowing why

All those important things

That has to be done

Without any reason why

There is a stream in time

That everything has to be done

Now, or just before now

Run,run and run

Your life will not be fun

Nothing needs to be done

It is just an illusion of our

Time

As Well

Life is cold

And Earth is dark

As dark as earth

Should be

The stinking man

In front of me

Screams in his phone

Soon we will all

Be dead

Just like our forefathers

Might be just as well

Why

What am I doing now?

Why am I here?

No answers,

Only questions!

That are failing their purpose

That are failing their meaning

I am alone in this world

And so are you

In the end

But until then

Let us meet

Somewhere

In between the extremes

The Island

In the middle of the sea

There is an island

Covered in snow

With small pine trees

Fighting against the wind

And the waves

The ice is gone

No more connection

With the mainland

Global warming

Reaches the north ocean

Above everything a man

Is always an island

Connected or disconnected

By sea and ice