Some days
Life lacks meaning
Direction and hope
I am just here being
Existing
But some days
Pain is being conquered
Life Hacks
The Great Paradox
Life is so precious
Valuable and still so short
Lost in thousands of rainy days
Just a few moments of happiness
Then it is all gone
Without any joy
Life becomes a grey mass of water
A dirty river
A quarry for time thieves
A dumb and concentration camp
Full of traps and dangers
Without any rewards
Life is so precious and
Still treated as an almost
Worthless commodity
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Restarting Life
Beginning in the end
To restart what is
Left of life
This early
Summer morning
Slowly healing
In the sunlight
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The Element of Water
Reaching a ground by
Doing hard household work
Washing dishes
Silence is also a good thing
Connecting mind and body
New thoughts and resilience
Water dried thoughts
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Alive
Whatever keeps me alive
It has to be strong
When despair
Grips the soul
In the middle of the night
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Lights
Morning in the middle
Of the night
Changing the boundaries
Between being asleep and
Conscious
The light has perforated
The mind awakens
Painful memories and
Shortcomings
Rebuilding what was once there
Or never been there
Like a fever dream
Only the bitter wine
Gives temporary
Peace of mind
From the relentless remainder
Of shortcomings and shame
© Schibolet
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Twilights
Sleepless summer nights
Late in life
The Relentless twilight
Keeps reminding
About lost time
And momentum
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Stuck in the Mudd
What can I say more than
That I am lost here
Trying desperately
To move forward
in the deep mudd
That is my life
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Uncomfortzone
Leaving the known for the unknown
Finding so much light and hope reaching for
The other limit, as far as
I can possible go
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Cold Morning Music
Frozen hope is in one way
Better than no hope
Coming to my abandoned
Room realising that
My life has been
Wasted and that
I could not do anything
About it
The music plays on
