32 Days of Pain

the clouds are in a hurry

raindrops are shooting down

waves rush in their rise

flowers bloom within seconds


everything is sped up in the eye of my mind

and gets faster as days go by

and I spin

faster and faster in the shell of my life

waiting for the day it breaks and I can 

finally be released from this endless chaos

and then




and it slows down.

it’s a miracle:

the clouds ease,

raindrops stop in mid-air,

a large wave rises, but does not fall

flowers sleep forever underneath their leaf crowns


Alzheimer’s ►


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