Less Is More
When life is worse,
I do my best.
It's not a curse to do with less.
When I have more,
Im such a mess,
I can no more,
Ignore my stress.
In my dreams,
Below a tree,
I sit beneath it's violet leafs,
On the grass with blades so gray,
I gaze at the sky amazed.
Swirling black with striking lite,
Disturbs me in the frightning night.
Leaping from my sweaty rest,
With creeping thoughts of emptyness.
Eventualy I want to scream!
I want to sleep,
Dont want to dream!
Still I'm stuck there by myself,
Just me,
The air,
And nothing else.
About to burst,
It's like a test!
My life's curse is my success.
Japheth
I do my best.
It's not a curse to do with less.
When I have more,
Im such a mess,
I can no more,
Ignore my stress.
In my dreams,
Below a tree,
I sit beneath it's violet leafs,
On the grass with blades so gray,
I gaze at the sky amazed.
Swirling black with striking lite,
Disturbs me in the frightning night.
Leaping from my sweaty rest,
With creeping thoughts of emptyness.
Eventualy I want to scream!
I want to sleep,
Dont want to dream!
Still I'm stuck there by myself,
Just me,
The air,
And nothing else.
About to burst,
It's like a test!
My life's curse is my success.
Japheth
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