Where is the joy,

where is the bliss,

rest and satisfaction?



Alone, weird and suffering,

down on the ground,

pined for you.



Pined for you -

desirous

Hungry for your return



Return of feelings,

return of trust.

Or to let go of,

what I love.



The living wreck

Join the living wreck



To which place,

my trip is forced?

To the surface -

urging for a sense.



A hungry wolf

A hunter for affection

Behind me

These memories



Looking forwards,

There is ...

There is joy

There is bliss.



Looking backwards,

There was ...

There was fight

There was burden.