Weakest Link

Broken, broke, empty

Frustrated, fearing

The worst being

The weakest

Link in a long

Chain of people

Reality is tainted by

Ideology of the successful

Rich and infamous

The future belongs to

The bad people,

The evil will prevails,

Dystopia becomes

Our future because of our

Own default to change

The same for society and man

Journeys Inside the head

The mind is a strange place

Repeating memes

Again and again

Connecting dots in

Mysterious ways

Working the same memories

Again and again

Then you fall a sleep

And suddenly it is all different

New meanings, new memes

Still nothing has changed

Outside your mind

The door is still there

As the carpet and the house

Is just you that has changed

A little

Love, My Love

Love,what is love,

A feeling, fantasy projected on someone else

Loneliness shared by two

Soon gone, fading illusions

No happiness only sorrow follow

You grieve for years only to

Realise that you actually learned

A new way to make your coffee

What a terrible price for such

A trivial knowledge

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

Grey Nights

Eternal grey clouds

Moving quickly over

The night sky

While I move across empty

Dark streets in the suburbs

Cold and tired after a

Long day,

I am received with

Angry words and demands

I do not know why

I am still here

In this sad position

It is like magic

Only the pine trees

Will be my witness

Father

Trying to leave

The pain behind

Breaking with your

Father and your fate

Comes at a prize

I am freezing slowly

Dying

Being free is worth

Dying for

Feeling alive, a little

Again

Until next calamity

Strikes

And I am on the street