This is a repetition and
How many times have I not
Been here
Finding myself sleeping on the floor
Only to wake up early in the morning
Regaining hope and trust in life
Without any good reason
Sleep
Trying to stay awake
Falling asleep all the time
Want to sleep for a long time
Until I know that there are things to hope for
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The trap
Most things are meaningless
In the sense that they keep you looked to habits
They are not tools for development but for
remaining where you are
While being looked in my own mind
I considered different options
And enjoyed my mind going in narrow circles
Only the distant roar of the ocean saved
Me from myself
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Somehow
The rises in the west
And settles in the east
The sky is down
And the ground is up
Everything is order
Just a little bit wrong
This morning
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Morning light
Back again
In the morning
Things turn so clear
My pain is great
But I manage
Time passes
And life returns
To the illusion of normality
I am here trying to find
My story
