Wanted

All those thing

That gives life

Some meaning

I wanted them too

A work, friends, things

But none of them are mine

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

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

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

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