Days flowts togher
apairs
disapairs
outstanding days
days of desaster

lust

emotions

feelings

memories

life as it is now

how it was thene

What I became and did not become

stress

tierd

rivers of tears

the earth upon my shoulders

the hell beneeth my feets

The gaze of a creatsur in my mind

the wish too be something els

the longing of being in place

the lingering sence of finding peace

Secrets I hold

Something I´d like too chare with someone

a baby in between two idiots

a lost young woman in a growing world

history too some

pain too others

wondering if its supposed to be this way

always and for ever