Creating new patterns
Repetition of what was
Has no meaning
Except a feeling of security
Message To The Future
The Wanderer’s Story
My life is over and done with
Only the last chapter remain
The snow keeps falling
Outside the window
And it will keep on falling
Life were never easy
I never let it be
No one around me
Took it easy
The uneasy life
Got into everything
We all got caught in our
Patterns
Until I woke up
One morning and realised
That it did not matter
And walked of
Into to the wild
I never looked back
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Again, Again and Again
So we are starting
All over again
Creating a new crisis
Every time
Is the same story
A tired worn out
History for us all
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Searching
New ways, here I am again and again
I wanted something different
But I all I got was the same
More of the same
Now I have to find another way
Again and again
A boring repeating pattern
The words give me hope
Not to much
But some hope
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A Place Better Than This
I am lost here
In my mind and thoughts
Running around in circles
Again and again
Like a wheel that never
Ceases to turn
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Patterns of Recognition
So here we are again
Early in the morning
Early in life
There are not so much to do
Not much more then the knowledge
That this has happen before
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Places for Self-Destruction part 1
The family is the most destructive way
To live if it is dysfunctional
Toxic and confrontationa,
There are so many patterns, way of being
That makes you shun away from
Being in the middle of contradicting
Desires and demand
Leaves the soul empty and neurotic
Striving for a better life
But the scars are deeply ingrained
And soon enough
You fine yourself in the smae
Or similar family patterns
But with new people
Time to break up again
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Circles of Destruction
I don’t know how to break this pattern
Of repetition, bad connection
No action, extremely high anxiety
I recognize it all of course
That is what I carry around
The burden that limits life
I thought there was
Solutions, some miracle doctor
Solving things by talking
After 12 years I gave that up
Losing faith and hope
Drugs did not help either
Repeating patterns of destruction
Living with destructive people
Became part of life
So here I am trapped
In my own dirt and sadness
Living the life that I never wanted
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Inside the Labyrinth
Losing my sense of self
Who I am
What I want
Everything becomes unclear
I am very lost here
With people very busy
And focused on them self
The pattern is built on pain
Avoiding and giving
And shame of course
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Fidelity
The spring is finally here
Fidelity to the patterns
Since long time engraved
Guarantees the same outcome
Year after year
Prisoner in my own prison
The day passes quickly
A the night is sleepless
Doubting I ever brake this
Destructive pattern
A miracle is needed
A miracle will not come
The light is the sky and
Earth is black
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