heroine’s and heros 

To our parents and guidians
Both alive and gone

Your wars will never be forgotten

Though we don’t know it or fail to show it

You remain our true heroes

Our second gods

You’ve shared your life force

Money and time on us

Your support and encouragement has equipped us

You’ve wiped our tears and showed us love when we never deserved it

As we grow older

We appreciate all you’ve done

We love you



I dag a little deeper in me and found

A layer were my evil resides

It was beautiful in it’s way

It was clothed in light and dark smoke rose froms its robs

With an elegant bow

I was welcomed

This is were dreams and hope die

A place were you leave your humanity

Your heart will never feel pain

Or care for a soul

Life will be about and for you

With a smile it gazed into my soul

Isn’t this the very thing you desire

Are you willing to trade your soul

In return you find yourself

And with those words I was reborn

worn out

An empty hour

Eyes widely open while others dream

A rush of thoughts

An energy depleted body

The wish of not leaving the bed

Of sinking in it

Enjoying quality time with people dear to your heart

Times up

It’s now or never

The debate in your mind

About obligation and responsibility

You must go and work

Times up

You run around and quickly are on your way

You try your best

But your mind isn’t at work

You dream of being home

In your comfort zone

Were you can easily sleep

You are not happy but you need the pay

And so, you stay

Yet you want to leave

Watching the time tick

Waiting to feel the freedom of walking out

Can’t please everyone

Depression feels like you are always living for others.

You’re constantly thinking about how others

will react to you and your choices.

People say it is just in your mind,

You can overcome it whenever you want.

Stop justifying it.

Boy, do you love excuses!

We rarely understand that mental illness is an actual illness.

I now live in fear of dying and of living

And it’s a painful way to live but I must keep

appearances for society to accept the masks I wear.

Accepting my depression seems to be a problem for most people.

I am dying inside and if I told you I just want to feel it,

You will not take that kindly.

But I need an opportunity to learn

to live with this monster I carry around.

And if you stand in my way

you will get hurt.

a balance between imbalance

We have hit spiritual highs

and now we swim in spiritual lows

having connected emotionally leaving highs that will never last

ending up thinking physical connections will fill the void in us

but broken promises leave scars and build trust issues

which leads us to bottles, puffing smoke and popping pills

because it’s better than cut wrists and broken necks

Beautiful illusion

Walk with me in a world of disillusion

Where you will fall awe to lies

Flinch to miss misconception

The illusion that fuels your mind

If there is good and evil

Life and death

A balance, wouldn’t you agree

Yet you choose a side and hide from one

But the scale rapidly tips to the dark

Which most fear yet it balances the light

Let death walk and life flourish

They are both majestic and filled with might

All created to play a role that has brought war

But darkness in its purest form was first before light

And now we consider it evil

Peace will be found by those who accept

That without darkness light will never be at its brightest