The sharp light hits my eyes.

And the sun,
is lurking behind the clouds.

And when the clouds sometimes fades away.

When the everlasting sun reveals it´s self.

And shows the truth her.

The sun that hits my eyes like sharp knives.

Right in to my brain of disparity.

A right pointed spitt in my eyes,
and at my face.

And fucks all my proudness.

I can feel and se.

So very sadly. (From my heart!)

That it is all over this time.

The crazy game is over.

Once and for all.

This never ending.

Sick game.

Where there only are losers.


I can not have beautilful suns.

Stabbing my eyes all the time.