Limbo

Placed in limbo

Lost for words

Thinking future

Meeting the past

Circular mind

Getting lost in the evening

That is ok a great process

Still not nice to be here

In the middle of between

Subway Blues

The darkness in

The tunnel is deep

Train passes by

Nobody will see me cry

I am the old man with

A wretched look and dirty hair

Talking with

That awful racist slur

Wearing an unwashed fur

Having a heart of gold

When the stomach of beer is full

Stinking like a dirty dog

Since I lost my sense and frock

Hardly standing

Watching life passes by

But his time has stopped

Just like his watch

Time will not do me well

Not even right the wrongs

watch

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

Evening

Radiant, aggressive people

Running around the house

Losing out as normally

The body and mind is weak

Tired, fainting, no energy

Pulling, pushing myself

Together without knowing

Why I do it

Absent Existence

Abstinence from life

Abstract thinking

Ambivalent ideas

Animated conversations

Winter in the city

Among blackened snow

And icy spots

Spring still distant

No sun

Thousands shades of gray

Black and white

This is what hell

Could be like

.

Timeless Love

This is the

Timeless trap

When we fail to see

Because we don’t want

To fail with our love

Still just because of this

We do it

Again and again

Failing to see

What is going on

And then waking up

In a much worse position

Than before

Still the light will fall

The same way

Anyway

Reach out

Trying to reach out

But this is not possible anymore

The walls are to thick

The windows gone

Just the echo of my own

voice moving around

in my head

Creating strange thoughts

Though very vibrant

And real

I try not to listen

Not to understand

Not to do more