Day 49
15.04.2014
Topic: The insanity of loneliness
Topic given by  Per Arne Bjerka

A mass suction of the heart
No blood left in my veins
Pale and afraid
That death would carry my name without anyone noticing
Or care

Fear is the factor in this fraction

Sitting up late at night
Slammed in the face with the fact
If I die right now
No one would know
Draws my attention towards insanity

Makes me think about my friends

My friends

Friends

Such an abused word
Used to be connected
With honour and strength
And passion
Obsolete passion
Could even mistake it with love
It excerpts itself from the same emotions

When it is gone, nothing exists
Except from pain

Pain

The sort of pain that sucks life out of you, and only leaves you with a name
Another name
On your wall

And I would be just that
Another name
But without a wall to hang it on

And that will drive me insane

Insane

The connection is in a frame
Insanity and loneliness derives from the same patterns of emotions