Another day of self-realisation in my own mind.
Achieving, more or less the aims I have.
Wondering all in vain where is my own kind,
Aspirations coming to my mind, is it me to blame?
Morning light flows through the remains of the night
Shaping a form I've never seen.
Cold, shining from within, filling the air with delight,
Crawling into my lounges so keen.
Longing for something I do not own.
A stinging pain in my heart
Hoping to feel not alone.
False conclusion quickly falling apart.
Still I huge you in my foggy thought,
holding you 'till you fade into naught.
.....sometimes i think I realy have some problems.....but on the oth