Reducing the habbit

You always have to cope with life

but you will never arrive in it

and when you drink you're sure

that him and he and she drinks too

It's so simple to understand

and so hard to live with

that it's all circular

and easy to explain

Dreaming of it, is like walking with a glasbowl full of broken glas through a crowded mall

you feel being hit

you hide your wounds

or you show them to often

you sleep well

after you didn't sleep at all

you hide underneath the covers

where once

the two of you

were lovers

the tear in your eye as you sleep

is the moment you have to change

and it tears you apart

and it punches you hard

you are welcome to nowhere

as everything is open

and nothing is safe

A shiny mess, it what you have

the form is you

(müsste K.) (dedicated to Trevor)