I´m feeling a bit like the cat in the picture at the moment. All I seem capable of writing are fairly miserable pieces. So here follow a few.

    Desperation   
   
    You make me mad
    You make me rage
    Why can´t you change
    And act your age?.

    You´re always right
    You know what´s best
    You´re a besservisser
    A bloody pest.

    You rarely smile
    You mostly frown
    You know it all
    You get me down.

    Why do you think
    It´s only you
    Who has the answers
    Knows what´s true?

    And even if
    That is the case
    Just let it go
    And show some grace.
   
    You´re so alone
    I see that clear
    I ache for you
    And shed a tear.
   
    But I must think
    Of my own good
    To live the life
    I feel I should.
   
    I wish for once
    You´d stand outside
    And see the self
    I can´t abide.

    I just don´t know
    If I can take
    Much more of this
    Before I break.

Disappointment.

Seasons come and then they go
You cannot hold back time
The things you thought you´d do one day
Your dreams – those hopes sublime –
Are lost and gone forever
Like tears you´ve wiped away
And others, younger people,
Go on and you must stay.
A lifetime spent in struggle
Striving to attain those goals
Which once were so important
And now are gaping holes
The future seems superfluous
The present gives no peace
There´s nothing left to aim for
Just wait for life to cease.

Decision Time

We woke up late - I don´t know why
The air is clear, the sun is high.
A day to savour with delight
Not face with dread and creeping fright

The time has come – I can´t delay
I must decide, I have to say.
Today´s the day when I must choose
But if I do, I know I´ll lose.

To go with him or stay at home?
He wants to travel, longs to roam.
I go with him, I lose my friends.
I stay right here, away he wends.

Whichever way I cast my lot
I end unhappy, like as not.
He won´t discuss, it´s up to me
He´ll wait a while and then he´ll see.

So what to do? To stay or go?
I have to choose, he has to know.
It all feels cruel, hard and bad.
We woke up late and now I´m sad.   

    Maybe the next time I write something, it´ll be a bit less noir. ( Don´t hold your breath...)