Violent outbursts in my dreams. Seemingly the only consistency in my dreamworld since I have arrived here. Somehow at odds with our set dreaming time, in which everyone else dreams something of undeniable beauty into fruition, or talks of morality, of the world of their longing, or else observes the magnificence of the landscape. It’s … Continue reading Violent outbursts
I’m changing my mind with this changing weather We look out to the hills As if waiting forever Where are we travelling On this TV-soaked, no hope, smoke-filled slow train I love our anchored silly ship But let us move again. I’ve walked here before, but it’s somehow different this time. Let’s travel to every … Continue reading Treehouse
Rain hits like a panic attack Shades of daylight paint my path She’s gone, they said, we lost her today She remembered no one when they took her away And when I wake from my sleep It’s just a distant dream When you went away from me And if I should fall And when I … Continue reading Shades of daylight
Out of my window Stands a big brick wall A big brick wall, Blocking out the soul We stand here in solitude in this lonely town Watching life pass by as we slowly drown Out of my window, nothingness Inside my head, only distress.
Tiny raindrops are falling onto my nose, Soaking through my socks and onto my toes, My head is a mess and my clothes are torn I am dancing away dreams As creep through the storm I cannot say now where I will go But my heart carries me away, far from home They say happiness … Continue reading Tiny raindrops