Tired

Courage is a good thing

Always lacking when it is needed

Meeting the difficulties of life

Is a stressful and tiresome burden

A repetetive work

You are always waiting for it to end

Presense

Inside myself

Inside my mind

Outside

The other people

Around me

Function and dysfunction

All around

This does not matter

Because I am here now

For good or bad in

This dreamy world

Of gray clouds

Openings

The door is wide open

Answers not to be found

Courage is a good

Most useful

When everything seems

Meaningless

Leaving the safe space and venture

Out into the void

The deep darkness of the forest

Dreaming, leaving reality or

The illusions we have about

What is real or not

It Also Passes

Courage might be a quality

But the true courage

Is not mine

I will let the time go

The end will be grim

But the memory passes away

Eventually

Making the Journey

This is it

We are here now

Standing looking down the abyss

Down there you have the savage waves

Up here the silence

Down there the roar of the ocean

Should we jump

Or just watch

Courage

Courage is a rare thing

Not found often

Most people run away

Like courage would be

Some sort of curse

Avoiding taking sides

Rather stay inside

Their comfort zone

The road to freedom

Goes through courage

But freedom is a heavy burden

That few people

Ever carries

 

Confusion

Where are the roads to be taken? There are different answers

But which they are I do not know

Fear is effective and useful

For those who want to control

Other people’s mind

But why all that control?