The Guilt Of Leaving.

Every time I feel things get a big more stable and I can start making some plans for MY future, life throws more shit at me and I have to rethink my whole existence. I realized today I feel incredible guilt, even though I should not. I feel like I set the boat on fire…

Poetry: “The Roundup”.

I saw them disappear one by one The beauty of people, the sparkles and the souls Or the one shred of hope left behind I could see the pain in their eyes which their lives controls   And I would wonder What is this evil doing this, by what name does it go? We are…

Poetry: “My Life’s Walk”.

Yesterday I went for a walk I told myself I would walk and find peace I would walk until I found some joy And give this sadness some release   I would walk for just a little while Get away from the home which is not mine I kept going… just a little further In…

No more nights.

As some of you may now, I live in the woods. Way up high in the woods actually, about the height of the Arctic Circle. Do you know what that means? It means that we at the moment no longer have nights. The sun came up somewhere in May and will go down again somewhere…

Poetry: “Fight and/or flight”.

Hurtful things said Builds a wall around my head The abuse that has been done Desperately makes me want to run Loved ones that are simply not Belong in a life long forgot Gentle touch on my face To hide the feeling of disgrace Never forget that I have a past of anguish Which your…

Poetry: “Your Moral Compass Is Of No Interest To Me”.

I fled this world just for a moment To visit the other where I don’t belong Too many faces, too many words They keep on echoing like an endless song   They judge, they talk, they ask me why And want answers I do not feel the need to give They live, they love, albeit…

Poetry: “The Girl Lost”.

What to do when one cannot go back And fears to go forward for what is left behind? Do I take my punishment and die on this beat? It’s not supposed to be easy but I am off the chosen track There is no beginning and this might be my end defined   What have…

Vacation!

I’m taking a vacation from my hectic lifestyle in the woods 😏. So I flew to a faraway land for a few days! It’s spring over here and they certainly do not have any snow so I’m happy!  It’s always good to visit the family…. until it is not. I always forget how loud they actually are! So far…

The Stories: Part 22.

Fact number 22: My favorite car is a jaguar. I would like one in purple some day. Okay, I have a lot of specifications when it comes to my Jaguar…. It should indeed be purple and the interior should be bright yellow like the sun! When I was young and crazy I was going to…

The Stories: Part 21.

Fact number 21: Coffee. I need coffee. But honestly who doesn’t?? A hot cup full of black goodness about 8-10 times a day. Who needs food when you can have coffee! Don’t trust a person that doesn’t drink coffee. They think too much with a clear mind. Tea drinkers? –> what the hell! “Drink Coffee!…

A song for my mood.

I will now rock on to Sias I’m Alive. Because I am alive. I now dance half naked and sing at the top of my lungs in this home which is mine. For this is my life. I will do-think-act-feel-love-dance-hate-touch-LIVE as I please. I will be me. I now not know who else to be….

Poetry: “I Love You”.

I love you Are just some empty words Or completely full of meaning Used to control Punished with loving pretense Said with endless judgement I love you… Empty words full of wrong You’re still here Telling me words I’ve waited for years   I long to be loved the way I deserve to be loved…