All those thing
That gives life
Some meaning
I wanted them too
A work, friends, things
But none of them are mine
Wanted
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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The Same
Sleeping in the middle
Of the day
Realising that power
Is a strange thing
Facing my fear still
Fearless but so tired
Trying to solve the same
Problems again and again
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Inferno by Night
Sleepless poetry
For the tired and
Frustrated
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Going Down
Trying to make up for yesterday
Keeping my brain in shape
While being extremely tired
That is the nature of
Unresolved conflict
They keep knocking you
Down
