I did not know if I did
Anything wrong or
Just happened
To be in her way
Everything from that point on
Was my fault
Again and again
For the last ten years
What an awful way
To waste ones life
Mishaps
Morning Entertainment
The fight started
Already in
Early morning
A never ending
Conflict
Revolving around
Who has done
What and when
Always the other
Persons fault
Ongoing relentless
Stress
And the eternal excuses for being
In this eternal stress mode
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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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The Rare End
Projecting power in an aggressive way
The devil is not in the details
But more in the attitude
Contemptuous,
Believing to be superior
And in the same time submissive
Maybe the flip side of the coin
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Fighting Spirit
The conflicts start
early in the morning
Promising a miserable day
Every move and action we take is a
part of a bigger pattern
So is the conflicts as well
It is all in the open to read
Still we go into a
Relationship with open eyes
Blinded for the longterm suffering
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A Stench of Paradise
Just being here
Trapped on a small island
In the wast emptiness of the mind
Another slow day
In the summer
A day so still that we are
Creating conflicts as a pastime
Running around in our own mind
Tearing down Paradise
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Review
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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Without You
The sun still shines
The flowers blooms and
Life goes on
With or without you
Wherever in the world
You are my love
©Schibolet
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Circle of Actions
The black darkness
Of being different
Defined as sick and crazy
– Go and get help
I don’t want to deal
With it, she said
There are no solutions
To your problems
Only me and my problems
Are solvable she continued
– I have no patterns I just keep
On repeating myself again
And again, that’s all
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A Shaky Reality
So we are back again,
Back to crazy accusations
Defining me as mentally ill,
Because i did not change my daughters dipers
Did not brush her teeth before bedtime because
She was to tired
I have to get a diagnose by a psychiatrist
Because of this
Trying to keep up, stay focused
This is a hard thing
Working to get back my energy
I don’t trust people anymore
This has been to much living together
With people that define you as mad
When they have problem to keep themselves
Together
