Being Angry

Anger can be a great force

Changing our lives and futures

Or destroying it

Anger has this ambiguity

Making it a tool for

Harm as well as Self-harm

If you try to put out the fire

It will consume you

Let it burn free and it will harm you

And everything around

What a power, what a constraint

What are we going to do?

Brief on Life

Life has different kind of surprises

In store for our simple minds

We are always trapped by it limitations

Can we become more than we are

Can we reach beyond our bounds

And limitations

The storytelling always says yes

It is possible

But reality takes its toll

Preying on what could not be found

Elsewhere but deep inside us

Where our own traitors live

That demands other things than

Expected

Leading us to unknown places

Far from where we once wanted

To go

Circles of Destruction

I don’t know how to break this pattern

Of repetition, bad connection

No action, extremely high anxiety

I recognize it all of course

That is what I carry around

The burden that limits life

I thought there was

Solutions, some miracle doctor

Solving things by talking

After 12 years I gave that up

Losing faith and hope

Drugs did not help either

Repeating patterns of destruction

Living with destructive people

Became part of life

So here I am trapped

In my own dirt and sadness

Living the life that I never wanted

On Hatred

Hatred is always a failure

Still such a relieving feeling

Making the mind strong and quick

Still so destructive

Still so maiming

This eternal temptation is so strong

Being losen from the responsibility of

Being human

Bad Times

Come and join me my friends

Hell on earth is here

Suffering has no end

It goes on and on

No stop, no hesitation

Just enjoy your powerlessness

Sunshine storage, life storage

I will be

Waiting for you to get your dream

Crushed so that we are on

The same level of humiliation

Orange Dreams

I saw the future by mistake

In a dream

All the nightmares

Had come true

An orange wind blow

Through the land

Killing everyone in its way

The enemy efficient and cruel

Burned down and destroyed

Every life at hand

No more trees, no more peace

Only hatred and violence

Prevailed

The strategy was the scorched earth

Destroying everything in their way

Relentless I would say

Though they could not win anyway

Because the spirit of life

Had gone

They had to die

No matter all the money and power they had

They just died in a slower way

No one could get away

However much you would pay

4 time

Playfulness

We felt the Disruption and

A frustration of the given order

That was slowly collapsing

In front of our eyes

The winter kept us safe

Stable

“Saving a little life in dry tubers”

Now that the winter was gone

The Spring of darkness in January

Spreading its demonic joy

While the polar vortex

Was fighting in the north

Our life took a different

Direction

Feeding the chaos and anxiety

Messing up our perfect

Spot on the planet

We could resist but choose

To go mad and join the game

To End It All

When I give up

I do it

The whole way

Just until

I am ready

To kill my self

Then I stop

Taking the

Very long and troublesome

Way back

Each time a little harder

Loss of Control

I did not choose this life

This life chooses me

All that frustration

Being in a divorce

With two small children

In the same house

I don’t feel like having

A relationship

Ever again

Because it will all

Inevitably

Fall apart

I lose my own consciousness

Have no hope of any resolution

At all

Healing or dying

In the darkness of

My soul