A Moment of Shadow

I am just a shadow

Of myself

Looking out through

The window

I could be so much more

But here I am

Almost invisible gray

Time has past and a lot of things

Is not possible anymore

Still the light from the rising sun

Shines at my lap

Heating cold bones

To the Other Side

I need to be aggressive

And fight myself through it

I don’t know how

Just that I have to

In order to get out on

The other side

Which I don’t know

What it looks like

Creation

Creation is a crammed bus

Filled with desperate passengers

Trying to earn a living by selling

Their used tickets

While the bus drives right out

To the dessert

Walking

To be conscious is a difficult task

Under us is an ocean of unknown

The ground is not safe

Every conscious step you take in any

Direction will sink down in the sand

Making every step very slow

Along the way that suddenly is not a way

But small, small trail

I get lost

Convincing myself I am on the right track

Knowing it is not true

The road will inevitable turn me back

To where I started

Again and again

 

Stones

There could be other ways

You are important

Just because

Or not

Do not define me

Or my importance

I am just like the stones

Temporary here for a

Very long time

Dusk

I am lonely

And everything is so strange

Life without sleep

Feeling daft and dumb

The dusk has fallen

And this day is past

Cover me

The night creates a black velvet cover
around my battered mind
I am really lost
Going into overdrive
In horror of being
What I am
And what I am not
Ever and ever
I keep on fighting
With my mind, text and family
The night is dark and full of peace
BBC playing Bach
And even the bustling street
Turns more silent than ever
Living in the right time
Living in the wrong time
Living

 

 

Lost

Lost at sea

On Sunday

The sun shines

But this does not save us

We are still lost

Even though the captain

Know where we

are going

Not needing the stars

For navigation

But wise advise