Patterns of Recognition

I lost my domain

Today

Very sad, life is like this

Losing and moving on

Again and again

Anxiety Into the Bone

This is me

What I am

What I could be

Anxiety works in many ways

Desperation is on way

To deal with this

I might even survive to

In The Process

From one place to another

Losing it greatly

Finding space

Losing face

Finding life

Losing credit

Finding it to be a

Good moment in time

Lost Time

Time running through my mind

Loosing some seconds here and there

What happened?

Where is my soul today?

Lost, like my mind and will

Now I am here late in life listening

And looking for a path to live by

Projections

Making the journey

Through the city

Filled with cars and concrete

Dirty snow and drug addicts

In the dark corners

Slowly melting away

Leaving the gravel behind

A tired sun behind the clouds

Creating a tepid light

In late afternoon

Ensuring the cycle of life and death

The city break us down slowly

Piece by piece

Replacing and recreating

People and values

While the losers

Enacting people’s frustration

Projecting my their fear and

Frustration into the empty space

Cold Winds

This is a bad time being me

Stressed out, no energy

Nervous and under pressure

Throwing up food

While running around trying

To get my life together again

I see no easy way out

Just feeling the cold wind

From the endless sea

Evening

Radiant, aggressive people

Running around the house

Losing out as normally

The body and mind is weak

Tired, fainting, no energy

Pulling, pushing myself

Together without knowing

Why I do it