thoughts in the park

go play outside with dirty dogs
go feed the poor the lost the birds
for the poor comfort of your soul
for asking in return from all

for feeling better for yourself
for getting close to mental health
you lonely reader of this line
with hopes and fears so much like mine

in search of things that shaped you so
and someone willing to love thou

go live in ways you've never lived
in manors you consider fit

go make the same mistakes again
the ones your conscience never blame
for all you have is what you see
this worthless piece that's left of me

and this world that amazes us still
so big yet small and very ill
fear not the things to come ahead
fear not the days when you'll be dead

n'or the true friend who will betray
or the so close who soon will stray

but laugh at this insane poor act
and at the power of the fact
at your so doubtfull words and eyes
in laughter all the power lays

the laughter coming form the heart
which seems to them unearthly hard
that's nothing but the life you had
not knowing in the shaky hand

the life you'll also find in pain
the sorrow lacking it's own name
go then! waste no more of your time
i'm done and you will be just fine.