There will come a time
When hatred doesn’t heal
Not making things better
Only creating divisions
Among us
Making us fight each other
What do we do then?
How do we build trust?
There will come a time
When hatred doesn’t heal
Not making things better
Only creating divisions
Among us
Making us fight each other
What do we do then?
How do we build trust?
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
In the end
Hatred will
Catch up with you
Hatred is a great reason
To keep alive
Staying fit
Like amfetamin it kills
You from the inside
Destroying your life
Emotions and soul
Be careful what happens
Then
How is it going to be
Together and more alone
At the very same time
Traveling and staying
Being confused and clear sighted
All those qualities mixes
In the consciousness
I rather be somewhere else
But no one escapes ones own mind
This is my well deserved punishment
Still I deserve no punishment
For hurting other people
Only myself
A true believer in our age
Fighting the pain,
The fear and self-contempt
All the lost time, all the lost tears
All emotions repressed
In order to survive
And now when life is almost gone
Another try to get out of this cycle
Being near any of your fears
Gives for a short moment
An enormous energy
Getting older makes time
Going faster because
You stop feeling as intensely
Confronting strong feelings
Hatred is a good feeling
Making you feel alive
And strong,
Taking quick and swift action
Demanding action
Like a wild horse
Still this is madness
True madness
But reason is limited
And maims the soul
A dangerous contradiction
To be handle with like a
Conundrum
Late a night with care
Manipulations and cowardly acting
Finally the betrayal of your children
Denying the problem
Causing frustration and
Hatred without retreat or reflection
No solutions seems possible
Pointless resistance
Lost battles and
Humiliation
There you have
A recipe for
Eternal conflicts
The scream woke me up
What the hell the voice said
You are so lazy the voice said
Now I go
Confused and tired
I opened my eyes
She hated me
And left me with the children
Watching bad cartoons on TV
Today I started
To contemplate
Suicide as an option
If I don’t get out of here
The grey cold place
That is my so cold home
It’s just that I don’t want to die here
No meaning what so ever
I want to die in the sun
Feeling redemption and hope
But life goes on without meaning
Or purpose
The environment here is slowly
Breaking me down
Piece by piece
Just the writing keeps me going
For a while
To forgive is not easily done
Memories comes back
The perpetrator well off rich
Do not regret but celebrate
His act still after thirty years
The memory remains
An open wound
I don’t love, I do not hate
I realize that
I will not make it
I messed it up
I do not seek to forgive
I do not seek forgiveness
Anymore, just strength
To make it through
The day
the world turns on a word
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