A Place To Rest The Mind
The war started
Early in May
Being lost a surprisingly
Quick speed
We hid in our basements
Trying to make the most of it
But when the heavy rains
Started in June
We had enough
By then the war was over
But the problems remained
So we took our last money
And went to the mountain
Being treated as outcasts by
The locals
We spent the evenings
Discussing Nietzsche and kept
To ourselves
In the autumn we returned
To the city with
A completely new view of the world
Medication Meditation and mediation
The problem is that we have a lot of
The two first and not so much
Mediation
No one talks to me
Isolation, containment
Will never solve anything
As we know
From our history
Yes, it is true
The war is lost
Long before it ever started
Like a good war should be
I am
What you left behind
Taken for dead
After the war
Long time ago
When the world
Was in war
With itself
We went hiding
But our protection
Became our prison
Now we are unsure
How to open the door
Trying to avoid starvation
Which always happens when
The mind and the body
Do not go together
When the mind is divided
Screaming out pain and frustration
When two different souls
Share one body
Wanting so much
Achieving so little
Striving in different
Directions
There is no place for me here
Have to find another one
Another space, another situation
We have to make a change
I have to change
It is not easy
When the mind is not with you
But against you
It is a civil war
Within
The war has started again
Maybe it never ended
Anyway it is here
The enemy is small
Almost invisible
Probably invincible
Anyway the true hero
Stays in the sofa
Hatred is always a failure
Still such a relieving feeling
Making the mind strong and quick
Still so destructive
Still so maiming
This eternal temptation is so strong
Being losen from the responsibility of
Being human
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
the world turns on a word
I'm just another dreamer...
let's mend the broken
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