Sunshine

The inner freedom might be

The only one, but outside

Here there are none

The only way to change is

Not to change,

A conundrum

Sad places of the mind

Eternal sadness and a

Great wound

Still so peaceful

In the rain

End Of The World

When reaching the empty house

At sunset, hiding from the wind

This is where the memory

Of the dead are stored

Names written or engraved

In shells from the nearby

Ocean, people come here to die

It looks like a good place to

End your days in the lilac light

In a foreign country