The Best Thing

Madness comes in many

Shapes and forms

It is always something

New to be discovered

Maybe encyclopedic knowledge

Is one of them or

Narcissistic women busy

With being victim of

Every man in this world

And the next

Looking into the problem

Finding no solution

The best thing

Lost Prehistory

Anxiety is so irrational

Still in prehistoric times

It helped us to survive

Now it is hard to respond

To the threat that is so much

More complex

But there might be a compleatly

Different story

To End It All

When I give up

I do it

The whole way

Just until

I am ready

To kill my self

Then I stop

Taking the

Very long and troublesome

Way back

Each time a little harder

Bipolar Circle

Living with a bipolar

One moment everything is

Fine, the next moment

She is stressed

The situation is bad as hell

Blaming and screaming

Trying to get out of it,

Is like a nightmare,

You try to run away

But your leg does not

Carry you anymore

The monster approaches

There is no way to escape

You just have to play dead

Hope for the best

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

Madness

The madness of creation

Has taken hold of me

I enjoy it

Floating along

Angry messy people around me does not

Stop me any more