Memories

Lost spaces, places that I loved

Extended cords

Parts of leaves, grass and flowers

They are all still there

Life goes on without me

Soon I will be forgotten

Only me carrying the memories

The sorrow and grief

The lies and power games will triumph

But I am free to follow a different path

Dusk

The blue light is

Covering the frigid

Land and sea

Turning hope

Into nostalgia and

Anticipation to memories

Leaving the future

To join the history

Circles

Travelling in my memory

I have to be there

Every day, every minute of my life

Reliving all the memories from many

Years

I did not choose this life

This life chooses me

And still sometimes

It’s the other way around

Trapped In History

Being trapped in a memory

Of a conflict with my father and

His family

Filling up my mind

Feeling betrayed and abandond

It is hard to let go

Even though I know I have to find

New grounds for living my life

History

Life has no meaning

Just a flow of actions

We dream of meaning

But there are no, memory

And the distortion of memory

Is all there is left

End Of The World

When reaching the empty house

At sunset, hiding from the wind

This is where the memory

Of the dead are stored

Names written or engraved

In shells from the nearby

Ocean, people come here to die

It looks like a good place to

End your days in the lilac light

In a foreign country

Memories From A Broken Life

Watching the coffee drinkers

In a the chic café

The noise of people

Talking with muted

Voices

Quiet violence rushing

Into my ears

Hurting them

Memories of the terror

From earlier years awakens

Memories of torture day by day

Writing in subtle language

That do not heal the broken

Mind and heart