A man like molten chocolate

Soft and sweet

Bitter and strong

Intoxicating

Happiness is hard work

Anyone  can be depressed
Anyone can blame
What happened to them
And loll around in misery

But then i believed
I was not anyone
And if i was above the ordinary
Then i could do things
That were beyond the ordinary

I wanted to be happy
It was as simple as that
And if it meant I had to
Throw myself in front of the train
To go out there and learn to do
Everything I hated
So that i would conquer it
And break my way out of
The surrounding wall of depression

Then i would do it

Remember

To keep your mouth closed
Your trembling lip
Will give you away

Longing

No matter how the day begins
It always ends the same

Living on scraps

Because
That is what
Comes my way

Hidden treasure

Treasures are hidden among ruins.
A broken heart hides treasures.

- Shams Tabrezi

a lie told often enough

He was a clever man
and she was a wise woman
they saw that
it looked like a good thing to do
they didn't believe in the new god
but they saw that it was good to socialize
to be accepted, on equal footing
to have help when they needed
to sing songs, to celebrate together

we will learn the ways of the world,
they said
but we will not change our heart and soul

but their children grew up
with the new songs
in their heart and soul
along with the old
you almost couldn't tell
which was which
the lie told often enough
had become a half truth
even though it was told
without much conviction

and their children
were born with
most of a new heart and soul
and their truth
had all their soul's conviction

and by then it was too late
to save their old soul

it was gone, forever