Is suffering healing
Or just another burden
To an overloaded psyche
Avoiding suffering brings
Sometimes even more suffering
I know this into the bone
But is this circle possible to break
Or an eternal curse
To live with
Purgatory
Watching Justice Being Done
I will burn in hell
Together with you
Enjoying the view
Watching the evil and greedy
Suffer while being tortured
A righteous punishment
For them and me
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Desperate
Pain is a useful strategy
Sometimes it is working
Most of the times
It does not
Just blocking all intentions
All actions
Still it repeat it self
Again and again
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One night
An evil angel came
To visit my house
Sent by God
I received him
As a friend and a brother
(As if angels ever could be brothers)
He told me
I am here to connect you
With whole wide world
In your head
One by one
The humans will come
And tell their story
Until you are dead
How could I say no
To the will of God
From that day on
This is my fate
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They Are You
Midnight hits hard
All the nightmares
Are here
Remembering you about
The other people’s war
But now
They are inside your head
You are them
They are you
Sharing the mind
A collective memory
In your dreams
Being the receiver
Is painful and cruel
All those stories
In your head
People screaming, suffering and dying
While you are in bed
Night after night
Please relieve me
From being me
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The Train That Left
Being tired is not pleasant
Still what to do
All those things
Bringing us down
Again and again
There are no end to the torment and detriment
In my dreams I am
Running along platform
To catch the missing train
The train that would take me away
If I had been in time
That night more than twenty
Years ago
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Taking the Punishment
Together and more alone
At the very same time
Traveling and staying
Being confused and clear sighted
All those qualities mixes
In the consciousness
I rather be somewhere else
But no one escapes ones own mind
This is my well deserved punishment
Still I deserve no punishment
For hurting other people
Only myself
A true believer in our age
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Grey Days
Cleaning out the pain
The loss,
Humiliation
Being asked to accept
Being declared sick and incompetent
By the people I trusted and loved
Just nothingness and a realisation
That everything will get worse
In the autumn
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Processes
How I wish that life
Did not include
So much pain
So much suffering
So much wasted life
But here I am incapable
To change anything
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Evaporate
Hard times
Will be followed
By more hard times
Never ending
Eternal, evaporating
You and all your
Memories into the
Thin air
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