In Search

I am looking

For my tribe

Being so lonely

In this world

Maybe it is

Gone or never was

The Search goes on

Until I find

Peace of mind

Answer to Shame

I am on the run

From the shame of being

Such a bad father

Being such an incompetent son

And impotent lover as well

No one loves my soul

I am so bad

And I am so tired of being

Projected as bad for not fulfilling

Other people’s dreams

I am not bad

Just the answer to your projections

What are we?

In our journey of finding ourself

We sometimes find our self in strange places

Like an old car or very bad bar

In the journey of the self

All of our efforts may be to no use

We don’t know

Still we try

Because the alternative is

Eternal dullness

An Ugly Winter Night

Life at it’s worse
In the middle of the winter
In the land of the dead
The land of my dad

Where all emotion turned to ice
I never loved your white death
Ugly grey evenings starting at lunch

Slowly the cold eats into your soul
Numbing life and emotion
Here death regins

We move slowly through life
Never getting rid of the frozen ice
That has consumed us
That some think is so wonderful

Life

What do we give life to?

What is the basic meaning to it all?

All questions

We give and loses energy all the time

It takes a lifetime to understand a fragment

Of the soul and then is to late!

You are dead

And maybe have to

Start all over again

Why

What am I doing now?

Why am I here?

No answers,

Only questions!

That are failing their purpose

That are failing their meaning

I am alone in this world

And so are you

In the end

But until then

Let us meet

Somewhere

In between the extremes