The winter night is cold
Promises nothing
Only cold feets
And silence
We are waiting
We will wait for a long time
Before the cold spring light
Enters this room
Slumber
The day closes in
Soon the night
Will overtake
Out mad aspirations
And hopes, fears
That kept the day
Going in all it’s bright
Light that hides
Unpleasant surprises
All that will rest for a
Moment
While Sunday turns into
A news monday
Filled with new fears
That will hassle and tear
Us a part slowly
Piece by piece
Still leaving us
In the dark
To care for
Ourselves
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Night Light
This dark winter Sunday
When the daylight
Leaves us Frozen and cold
It is Like being on the bottom
Of the sea
Lost among strange and
Colorful creatures
Eating each other
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Weak
The day ended before it stated
A weak light hiding between
The trees and the sky
Dull, tired colors
Changing into black evening
Early in the afternoon
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Writing
You write better with time
They say
That might be true
But I just
Get more
Confused
Over time
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Spring depression
Every spring is the same feeling
Depression, depression and frustration
It always comes in April
Feeling like a failure and frustrated like crazy
I am on the same place every year
Trying to cope and handle
Fight not to kill myself
Falling apart and
Slowly healing in the summer
Save me from those feelings
But nature has its way
