Life Hacks

Some days

Life lacks meaning

Direction and hope

I am just here being

Existing

But some days

Pain is being conquered

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

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

Alive

Whatever keeps me alive

It has to be strong

When despair

Grips the soul

In the middle of the night

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