Dear something.

Dear something.

I would want to ask you to erase some memories for me.
They are haunting me lately.
And while you're at it.
Can you erase this sickness I have running through me?
Make sure I can walk in 10 years from now?
Maybe give me some luck?
It would be very nice. :)
I paid my deuce.
In love and in life.
Dear, something, I want to stop for a long time now.
What is causing all this?
Is it me?
I'm drowning in fear and loneliness.
Doubt and oh, dear something, a lot more fear.
More than you could ever imagine.
And there was just one person that cared.
And that person seems to hate me now.
Can you please come up with some solution?
Because I also fear death.
A other solution maybe?
Some solution that nobody feels hurt from?
Cause my family wouldn't like it.
And I don't want to put my mom through that.
Maybe you could put something in my life that really cares?
Because I'm beginning to doubt people.
I hope I'm wrong, dear something, really.
I need something, right?

Days

As the days are progressing.
My head is still filled with fear.
Defeating it seems my only mission.
The big mission I should be on, is different.
The only big mission should be to recreate.
Thats what kept us here.
Without it, I wouldn't be.
Although it's not my mission.
I think ultimately it is my goal.
Lust leads up to this.
Love becomes that.
If I only get the chance.
Someday it will be my mission.
But for now, fear leads me.
In to another day of pain and regret.

Traveller

The lonely traveller.
All I do is watch.
Watch how the kids play basketball on the square.
How people walk on their way home.
A girl on the phone passes me.
"We will talk about it tonight."
Just observing has something special.
I guess I'm not that social after all.
I'm trying but most of the time it doesn't work with me.
However, the road alone or with company.
Is the same in the end.
My time for shared pleasure will come when I'm ready.