Breaking Glass

Growing slowly

Buds that are opening

Themselves,

Flowers and leaves

Hope and fainting

Memories of lost summers

The sun changes everything

And nothing

Every year is a new revival

A new destruction

Relentlessly and without mercy

At noon

Haunted Soul

Trying to deal

With the impossible;

The probably future

And the horrors of the past

The memories has come to

Haunt the tired mind again

Sequences repeating itself

Again and again

Peace, happiness, passion

Are lost dreams

Searching for renewed

Meaning in late afternoon

Memories

Lost spaces, places that I loved

Extended cords

Parts of leaves, grass and flowers

They are all still there

Life goes on without me

Soon I will be forgotten

Only me carrying the memories

The sorrow and grief

The lies and power games will triumph

But I am free to follow a different path

Dusk

The blue light is

Covering the frigid

Land and sea

Turning hope

Into nostalgia and

Anticipation to memories

Leaving the future

To join the history

Circles

Travelling in my memory

I have to be there

Every day, every minute of my life

Reliving all the memories from many

Years

I did not choose this life

This life chooses me

And still sometimes

It’s the other way around

Weakest Link

Broken, broke, empty

Frustrated, fearing

The worst being

The weakest

Link in a long

Chain of people

Reality is tainted by

Ideology of the successful

Rich and infamous

The future belongs to

The bad people,

The evil will prevails,

Dystopia becomes

Our future because of our

Own default to change

The same for society and man

Hiding Away

Life includes hope and hatred

Strong feelings tearing you apart

Looked into my own mind

I try to avoid contacts with

Other humans as much

As I can

In order to work with the fragments

That once was the functioning me

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