Sun

Traveling across the oceans

To meet you

For such a long time I

Missed you and in my life

Living in the land of long winter

And shadows.

You are only a bleak remainder of

What life could be

Please let me live in the sun and

Be free

Making the Journey

This is it

We are here now

Standing looking down the abyss

Down there you have the savage waves

Up here the silence

Down there the roar of the ocean

Should we jump

Or just watch

California

I see my life passing

And suddenly connecting

To other people’s stories

But where am I

In all this mess

Just drifting

On the great river of

Life and desires

Just so lost

The rest of my life

Might be bitter and sour

But I am proud that

Eventually I left for

Something completely

Different

I am the Problem

The problem is rising

It is me

And I cannot solve it

Since I am the very problem

But for whom?

Well,

If I do I will die

Since I am the problem

I am not me

I am the problem

The trash that you

Stash away

You don’t like me

You will have more of me

Solve me and I melt away

Like snow a sunny day

It seems like an insurmountable

Gigantic iceberg that has

Taken over my mind and soul

Cannot do it

I will not do it

Only escape the pain

That has been my life

Part of my life for so long

Looked up, looked in

And eventually I will

Succumb

Or just melt away

And appear in a different

Form and not what I

Once was

A problem

To Let Go

For a long time I waited

In the middle of life

For the salvation but only got

Denunciation

Realizing I would

Never reach my goal

And that the storm

would not let me Go,

I had to let go and live

The best way I could and that

 

Not the talkative psychologist

Or the medicating psychiatrist

Nor the compassionate old lady

Next door had any answer to give