HOW I MEET MY MONSTERS

Sad love song has on my brain the same feeling smoking tobacco has

The two relax me however anxious I am

They slow down the crushing train

The world comes to a calm state

They make me accept perishing in the moment

Till I realise that I was not perishing

Then I rise from the water I was drowning in

Shake it off

Start again

Even if I feel I have nowhere to start from

Understanding is everything

I know this is not ok

I know I am not ok but it is ok

I fight the silent battles

Sad love songs make it better

Lonely walk in the dark lifts the burden away

I walk it away

Start again even if I don’t know where to start from

My family is everything

When I am broken and tired

They are my medicine

They know what I go through

They understand my situation

I just tell my bea, ''I am in dark days''

I say it off

And start again

Even if I don’t know where to start from…

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OVERSTAYED VISIT

You don't need me So I thank you for the good you have done I say it in silence That way you will not sense the silent good bye It hurts me that our business in your face is done But I will remember we were brothers I will pray for you For my prayer is that you fly high and steady in the strong winds I will not forget that you helped me And the much I am or will be will acknowledge you But tonight I will pack what I can And leave your house brother Not groaning For all of us are guests in each others lives In my case I must have overstayed my visit I hope love never grows old I will find peace when it thrives again But now It is obviously used. YOU CAN READ MORE

THE PARADOX

The fact that the reason to hold on is bigger than the reason to give up Does not trivialize your pain The fact that you neither shed a tear nor made a sound Does not mean you never cried The fact that you smiled all through the ceremony does not mean you were happy The fact that you are alive and happy Does not mean you aren't dead A strange ghost animating your body Not your dream self The fact you woke up with a plan Does not mean you aren't drifting through life The fact that you love a song Does not mean it makes you happy The fact that you woke when the alternative seemed lucrative Tells that you have outsmarted the paradox once more

KINDRED

I wish I had a friend Whose loyalty would never bend Walk with me miles on end Be plain and never pretend A cynic who would blend But to me be a kindred A spirit that knows me Keep me and my secrets just as I would To the very end

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