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Jonas Jun 2022
If energies are transformed and preserved,
not lost
Where did mine go to?
Nothing's left for the simplest of tasks
I used to have a seemingly infinite amount
Where did it all go?
Jonas Jun 2022
What's wrong with me?
Where did this come from
when did it start?
How is it, that any social interaction turns akward
conversations are falling apart?
That long pause in the end
that look of irritation, every time
a stab to my heart.

Stop questioning me
stop looking at me
stop judging me
Jonas Jun 2022
Just because the ocean is vast
and the journey might last,
doesn't mean I can't run the ship into a sand bank

A wreck buried in the ground,
nowhere to be found.
Jonas Jun 2022
The future is a panic attack,
selfinflicted.
It's to much
I can't stop
neither stay in the same spot.
Jonas Jun 2022
You're so beautiful,
casually walking down the street
There's no way I can look up again
My eyes are bound to the floor.

Your glance is burning me, I flinch away
my head is screaming
run boy run,
for your dear life.
Jonas Jun 2022
I need you to let go
let go off the " how are you" 's and " how you're doing" 's
stop touching me
all the time, all so casually
It's not okay.
Jonas Jun 2022
In life as in death
bury me in books, in stories
coverd in ink, in words long dried out.
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