Timeless motion machine
Making noise out of memories
All night depriving mature men
Of their rightfully earned right
Sleeping is such a bless
A seldom seen guest
At my bed
Sleepless Wonder
Thinking
My mind is cold
Calculating
How things could be
What will happen
What will not happen
Underneath that is
Grief, sorrow and frustration
Time will only heal
Some wounds
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Turning
The night turns into day
Having a hard time breathing
Waking up, changing position
Falling asleep again
Time passes quickly too quickly
Wild dreams all night
Outside the eternal white
Summer light
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Grief
Sleepless
Keeping the mind awake
With meaningless rants
About this and that
I lost it all and still I am here
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Being Broke
I am broke
Mentally
Financially
Psychologically
And very, very tired
I failed in every way
All the time
Right now and into
The dark future of our world
Maybe there could be some
Strange, unconventional meaning
In my life
Maybe
But I doubt
And it does not matter
Because what is, is
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Wanted
All those thing
That gives life
Some meaning
I wanted them too
A work, friends, things
But none of them are mine
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Three In The Morning
Solving the problem
But still
Trapped in history
At 3 am
Books are practical things
When the sleep is gone
Forgetting life as it is
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Nights of No Sleep
Wild screams at night
Sadness and frustration
No limits for the emotions
The little child knows
No bound or limitations
All that energy and the tired
Parents trying to cope
The mood changes quickly
Only the love and memories
Remains for a while
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2. Post disaster
The energy is gone
By only an empty hole remains
And it rains
Lost the time and number
The hope went into slumber
I still breath but not much more
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Opening
The soft white light of winter
Changes the perception
When tired and ill
Life passes by outside in
The afternoon
Waiting for the anxiety
To go away
Even though I know
This will not happen
Opening a window
To the world
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