Run Rerun Return Repeat

The mind runs around

In circles

While the body still sleeps

Visiting the same places

Again and agin in the

Dream

Life was hard on me

Creating wounds

That will not heal

In a lifetime

Still every day

We, me and my body

Get up, go to work

Fight the fights of the day

And return home

In order to rerun

The show in perpetual pattern

That is what life is a show

But no one is watching

No one really cares

We are just machinery

And decoration sometimes

Only at night do we

Leave on vacation

Family Meeting

The silence and tension

Is still in the air

Unable to find a good

Way of talking

Solving not just

Containing problems

Eventually you leave when

The contraction and denial

Becomes unbearable

Endnotes to Life

Life is changing

A continuous process

A struggle against

The forces that wants

You to perish

The people who

Wants to maim you

Eventually

In the end of the day

You end up

Different and

In a completely

Different place

Late

Something went wrong
Very wrong
A man went to prison
For a very long time

And here we are again
Not admitting anything
The others are to blame

Not explaining what went wrong
Not admitting any faults
It is always the other people
No problem