Stress is not a good start
For building a stable mind
A good relationship
Hope of any kind
We need peace
Maybe even
Love
Starting
Forgetting to Remember
We all need nurture
Finding hope and connection
With other people
For some this is easy
For other this is hard
I start from the beginning
Every day
And still this is not true
But it feels that way
Therefore
Remember to forget
Forget to remember
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And Now…
Time for tea!
What are we?
What did we not see?
Blinded by our dreams
In early evening light of a
Falling sun
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Morning Has Broken
The radio makes noice
Distracting the mind
From thinking or
Taking action
Avoidance has been my strength
And weakness
Leaving my utterly
Confused in the
Middle of life
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The Parasite
So I been told
All through the night
How bad I am
“You are a parasite”
The parasite told me
While sucking
My blood
“You used me”
She said taking
My money and hope
“Love me, why don’t
You love me
Now I am burned out
Because of you”
While running around
In circles blaming
The world
Pitying herself
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Passing By
Looking out of the window
Seeing the clouds passing by
Covering the pale blue sky
Makes think of why I left you
That bad night
Instead of taking the fight
But losing fights has been my life
And eventually you get tired of it
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Pouring Down
The grey sky is wide open
Pouring down it’s frustration
Filling puddles and street
With wet sullied wastewater
Brown, gray even black water
Going down sour
You on the other hand
Call me to throw up your
Deep frustration
Just like the dark sky
Over us
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In a relation
All our relations
are just mirror
of our psyche
nothing more
nothing lessÂ
then that
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Clinging
Our journey takes us deep deep
down below the sea
And there in the darkness
It is only you and me
We keep clingingÂ
to each other
Fighting in the same time
as we make love
While we are sinking
even deeper
You want a child
I do not
You want comfort
I want adventure
And change
But we cling to each other
And no one is to blame
Only solitude of grave
is to hope for
In this world without
meaning
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