The Other World

Found a new world

Beyond the corner

Another place

Very small but still

Somehow relevant

Another universe

With its own weird rules

A place for contempt and

Contemplation, freedom as well as

Frustration, fruition and fertile imagination

That place I thought was mine

Until someone took it away

Awaken me to the futile experience

We call reality

The Journey of the Night

This journey takes place every night

And it is long and arduous

Silence regains

Hardly a word is uttered

And in the morning

Most things said and done are forgotten

Only vague memories remains

Loss of words

It’s structure

Local Cosmos

Traveling in my mind

Inside the enclosed room

That is my

Limited mind

I do not know

Very much

Just some empty fragment

On how not to live

This is me

And I have to stand

Who I am

Searching, always

Searching for

Different worlds

Sometimes I find them

Late at night

Evening pleasures

And just like a dream

Soon forgotten in the morning light

On Different Types of Madness

There are many different

Forms of madness

In this world

Many things to fear

But why waste time

On that

Life is dangerous

Everybody die

In the end

Madness might cure

The mind or makes it

Worse

Life Flow

What ever I am

Wherever I go

Life changes

Like the water in the river

Always renewed,

Always the same