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People ask me If I am happy ,

Knowing too  well  that I am not  .

Why  then this  pointless provocations

Why is this meandering assault .

True  Happiness is the promised prophet  ,

The idea well  past its sell off date ,

People still count on it to  keep breathing ,

Knowing too well their own fate .

I rather believe in its next of kin ,

Peace of mind  is  all I need ,

If I can wake up without heavy shoulders ,

And can sleep fairly at ease. 

Freaking Thoughts

Thoughts these thoughts ugly freaking  thoughts

They cling on me and put me in chains ,

They suck on my blood and feast on my brain ,

They force me to bed but never let me sleep ,

They are poison, parasites and fucking weeds.

Thoughts these thoughts , ugly freaking thoughts ,

I so wish them killed but they never die ,

Sometimes they hide sometimes they slide ,

They bide their time waiting to  strike ,

In the Bloodbath of memories they always triumph.

Thoughts these thoughts ugly freaking  thoughts

Why it is like this  and what will it be  .

Why couldn’t it be the way I  want it to be  .

Why is this silence  or why these fucking  words  ,

Why is   their chosen   weapon,  Why  is the mighty sword .

Thoughts these thoughts , ugly freaking thoughts ,

They don’t let me live and wont let me die .

They shout they scream , sometimes even cry .

They  know they have me chained in their arms , 

The day I fell for their  dark sinister charm

Thoughts these thoughts , ugly freaking thoughts. 

From Past with Love..

Another day gone ,

Another night  will go 

Something is going wrong

Something is going to blow 

Another breath is taken

Another breath is gone ,

You look for your moments

From the moment you were born .

Another thing to do ,

another year to go ,

hanging on to a  dream ,

which melted long ago .

Another wish for death ,

Another bout of despair ,

Slimy cold shadows  around ,

laugh as you tremble in fear

Another hand might not come ,

Another ear may not hear ,

Your cries for help It seems

Your own heart couldn’t bear.

Another day might not exist   ,

Another life  a fallacy ,

Let go the burden you carry ,

Feel your  now and let it be.