Living Wreck

Where is the joy,

where is the bliss,

rest and satisfaction?

Alone, weird and suffering,

down on the ground,

pined for you.

Pined for you -

desirous

Hungry for your return

Return of feelings,

return of trust.

Or to let go of,

what I love.

The living wreck

Join the living wreck

To which place,

my trip is forced?

To the surface -

urging for a sense.

A hungry wolf

A hunter for affection

Behind me

These memories

Looking forwards,

There is ...

There is joy

There is bliss.

Looking backwards,

There was ...

There was fight

There was burden.