Crisis in the Archipelago

So everyone is unhappy

Maybe that is how things

Should be

No one is happy the crisis

Is here we cannot go anywhere

Stuck to one another

We have to keep on moving

Until we break down in pieces

The Power Of Negotiating

We are being put under pressure

In life all the time

Again and again

Eventually I will give in

Do what they want

But this time I will try

Something very different

Something that puts me

To a better place than now

Or not it does not really matter

Meeting at Noon

Prepare for battle, confrontation

To start allover again

Find friends and lovers

New work, new house

I just don’t feel like it

All that energy

To pretend to be something

Other than myself

Playing all those games

We need to get through

Life is tiresome

We met at noon

To settle the score

To deal with it all

Lovers disaster couple

We should never

Have met

In the first place

The Final Act

So the eternal struggle starts

In this drama

There will never be any end to it

Different will

I am the week one

She is the strong

Money and thrift

Decides

Soon only the ashes

Will be left of me

Happy to leave this

Ugly planet

Crisis

Here I am lost

The crisis is here

Trying to mitigate the anxiety

The realization that I will

Be on the street

Soon

The Breakup

Moving in and out of total

Paralysis, anxiety becomes

Uncontrollably

Floating around in what cannot be defined

I failed so many times

And therefore

Why try again

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