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

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

Clinging

Our journey takes us deep deep
down below the sea
And there in the darkness
It is only you and me
We keep clinging 
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