Looking For Answers

Feeling completely lost

Trying to put myself together

Getting through all the anxiety

Writing the letter

Fixing the payment

Doing due diligence

What makes it tick

I do not really know

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Abstract Landscape

Anxiety is a strange feeling

The object or subject

Does not need to be real

To cause big harm, no

More dreamlike, just a state of mind

Putting the thinking and reasoning out

Of business in a very destructive way

I have been living with it all the time

Very long time, it is a handicap

It limits what you can do

I tried from time to time to do something about it

I was not very successful but I can live with my failure

However painful

And I am trying it again and again

Cascading failure running over me

Like the waves of the ocean

Search

Magic is needed

Magic is nowhere to be found

Only that is so hard

To break the black magic

That blocks taking action

With anything else than

Magic

A Memorial To The Sun

The sun brings up memories of happier days

That will not return with or without the sun

A cold and intensive light colors the morning

Time is forever, because the time to change

Has gone away long time ago

All that is to be done now is raging, raving, running

I will not solve anything because the block

Is bigger than me, stronger than me,

Eventually it will kill me

Paincollector

This day so filled with heavy burdens
And frustration I tried to climb out of the pit I am in
I feel so much pain

My children are denied their love
And I am stuck in put together a protokoll
That I said I do it to be nice, to be good, to be loved

I do not like myself today
I feel so deeply ashamed
I just want to get rid of the text
And forget who I amIMG_1994