We have our circles
He told me, – of famous men in position
I smile and could see
How small he was
Every word has its antithesis
Every man has his shadow
Don’t make your shadow to dark
It might engulf you in the end
We have our circles
He told me, – of famous men in position
I smile and could see
How small he was
Every word has its antithesis
Every man has his shadow
Don’t make your shadow to dark
It might engulf you in the end
Being a shadow
That existed once
And still is
Moving around
In the world
Sleeping in the rubble
At day
Living only at night
And in the memories
Of old men
Life is a complex mess
Nothing is what it
Seems to be
Just a lot of
Dark shadows
Destroying any
Clear sighted conclusions
I did not know if I did
Anything wrong or
Just happened
To be in her way
Everything from that point on
Was my fault
Again and again
For the last ten years
What an awful way
To waste ones life
So I been told
All through the night
How bad I am
“You are a parasite”
The parasite told me
While sucking
My blood
“You used me”
She said taking
My money and hope
“Love me, why don’t
You love me
Now I am burned out
Because of you”
While running around
In circles blaming
The world
Pitying herself
To live without an income
Is to live in the shadow
Of other people’s money
Their will and their whim
Moves you around like
A puppet
The shame is great enough
To kill you, through you
In front of a train or tram
Instead you hide
Building a fake identity
That eventually becomes
What you are
Not solving, just hiding
Because the shame
Is so great
Where to start from that?
Waking up in the
Middle of the night
Realising
That I am lonely
Depressed and that
Is normal
Many years has been spent on focusing
On dysfunctional friends and family
So many
I am just a shadow
Of myself
Looking out through
The window
I could be so much more
But here I am
Almost invisible gray
Time has past and a lot of things
Is not possible anymore
Still the light from the rising sun
Shines at my lap
Heating cold bones
Running away from my shadow
Into the land of shadows
Embracing the darkness
The obscurity of the mind
And a feeling of dizziness
While trying to figure out
How to survive in this
Land of the night
Frustrated and crazy
After living in celibacy
Forever (or at least a few weeks)
He decided that all energy
Would be put on hold
Until the perfect one and
Only lonely looney would come by
Eventually she did
And they lived
Unhappy ever after
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