No Vision

It is possible

To live without hope

Prospect of a future

You just follow

The flow and the moment

Eventually we end up lonely

But the true

Conundrum is to rise again

Find meaning and purpose

In The Darkest Hour

Life is pain

I said to myself

Just a lot of suffering

No meaning to it really

I thought

Trying to topple the grief

In my closed world

Avoiding any encouragement

To live on

Still in the middle of all that

Darkness some glimmer

Of hope lived on

And on

Keeping me alive throughout

The yearlong winter

Nocturnal Escape

Looking for a reason to be hopeful

But I cannot find any

Darkness is all around me

Filling up every inch of my soul

The tram travels on empty dark streets

Through the night

Once I had my life here and

A naive hope of a better future

Now I know this is never going

To happened only

The night and the journey

With the tram remains