Sliding

Back in the bad place

Where I don’t want to be

Sliding down towards

Being nice and pleasant

Hiding the problem and

Frustration

As much as possible

If I can stop that fall

I can do anything

I want

Morning Entertainment

The fight started

Already in

Early morning

A never ending

Conflict

Revolving around

Who has done

What and when

Always the other

Persons fault

Ongoing relentless

Stress

And the eternal excuses for being

In this eternal stress mode

New Things and Attractions

Opening the fun fair again

Filled with dysfunctional

Family attraction

Ready to turn your life

Upside down

Just outside the town

For the whole world

To look at

And be so amused

While you are getting abused

Hurray hurray

Is our dysfunctional family show

Tonight

Just pay and enjoy

Be happy that you don’t

Have to play in this ploy

The Rare End

Projecting power in an aggressive way

The devil is not in the details

But more in the attitude

Contemptuous,

Believing to be superior

And in the same time submissive

Maybe the flip side of the coin

Restart

The lunch eventually

Turns out to be the expected

Dysfunctional encounter

With between the narcissist and

Lone wolf

Each one talking to himself

In the different corners of the

Room

So that the circle can start

Again and again forever

Fighting Spirit

The conflicts start

early in the morning

Promising a miserable day

Every move and action we take is a

part of a bigger pattern

So is the conflicts as well

It is all in the open to read

Still we go into a

Relationship with open eyes

Blinded for the longterm suffering

Family Meeting

The silence and tension

Is still in the air

Unable to find a good

Way of talking

Solving not just

Containing problems

Eventually you leave when

The contraction and denial

Becomes unbearable

The Patriarch Circle

I recognise that story

The old patriarchy decides

What is right and wrong

Good and bad,

The other people stays silent

In the background

Avoiding conflicts at all cost

No contact with the contender

The incumbent patriarch

Rules until he falls down and die

Less and less flexible over time

The end comes and

The new patriarch repeat

The pattern

Maybe it is time to break this

Patten once and for all

Wild Flight

Running away from home

For a good reason

Leaving the toxic

Environment behind

Outside we realize that life

Is so much more

A painful realization

Since we cannot change

The basic foundation of

dysfunctions

Father

You come back to

His house in the woods

And it is just the same

Nothing has changed

He will stay the same

Being hypocritical criticising

My mothers family even though

They been separated for over 45 years

I am still his young and sloppy son

Even though being an old bald man