A Prayer Against Love

Love is a burden

A way to be

Abused and abuse

Being blind while seeing

Misunderstood or manipulated

Hope and despair

What a great entertainment

And treasure box

A tool for redistribution of

Wealth and genes

O lord save us from love

Cause it will end the world

Empty

All the energy

Has gone to comfort you

My mind and soul

Is like an empty

Shell in a backwater

Waiting to being

Washed away

To the merciless

Sea

Flowering

Long time ago
I had the idea of flowering
To have flow being creative
But I did not find
My strength here
And succumb to other
People’s desires
Trying to please
And being a part
Always losing out
No flowering for me

The Death of The Good Man

The frustration merges

After a long time

To strength not

Anger anymore

Crying does not matter anymore

I never asked to live here

Or even to be born at all

It is just pain and plain numbness

Humiliation and exploitation

I don’t want to save or help anymore

It is just a reason for other people

To take advantage of you

Tensed

She comes home

After a day at the office

Filled with frustration

And ave

Being the trapped

Using us as a bin

For her frustration

Tensed and aggressive

Only the sleep will relieve us

A Fake Life

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?

Weed 

Feeling like an empty shell

Something for 

Other to fill

With their 

Projections and

Fantasys 

While talking without

Any interruptions

Being a bleeding mirror 
Slowly dying 

 

Disintegration

 

Now and again

I am back at being

A young boy

Being told

By others

About how much problem

I have an that I need

Professional care to manage

I believed that for a long time

Until I realized that I am a house

And that a house does not need

A bike or a car but a good roof