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Joel Lindskog Oct 2014
I love to sleep
I sink so deep
Into worlds of dreams
And everything seems
So good and exact
It makes me react
To reality's life
The pain and the strife
Life is a nightmare
And good things are rare
If compared to your mind
Where gladness you find
I hope that you all
To sleep tonight will fall
You will appreciate
The good and the great
The world in your head
When you lie down in bed
It makes your forget
About rough things you've met
Your body will go
To imagination's show
No limit, no rule
Everything turns cool
Imagination is a place
Where pain leaves no trace
Your worries will fade
Everything will be made
The way that you choose
Sadness will loose
There's no point in trying
Avoiding pain and denying
In real life, outside your head
All happiness will be as dead
It know this way to look at things
Gets cynical when this world brings
You fictive gladness in life for real
And happiness is all you feel
I know it sometimes happens here
That feelings goes your way, my dear
And washes away all of your pain
And puts it on the forgotten train
Joel Lindskog Sep 2014
Have you ever thought about
What would happen if all my dreams came true?
If all the things my minds shouts out
Would come to life and live with you

I spend my night thinking about that girl
Or about a great career and a new life
The life that would shine more than a clean pearl
And that girl who maybe could be my wife

I think about somehow getting rid of all the hate
That I fear people is shoving towards me
What if my life would be nothing but great?
Everything would be how I want it to be

Those thoughts that keep haunting me in bed
Those dreams and wishes are just too deep
The things I want to do before I’m dead
They help me relax and help me fall asleep

But if all those things really were really real
That life, that success that’s one of a kind
If reality would feel exactly like I feel
What dream would then be relaxing my mind?

No, maybe it’s better and more fun to know
That you’ll always have something to reach for
To know that even though you’re never too low
There will always be a higher step, there’ll always be more
On of my strongest feelings about life.
Joel Lindskog Oct 2014
He was tired of being bullied and never fitting in
He was tired of people neglecting the tears on his chin
He didn't wanna live like some contagious disease
He just wanted to live a life full of love and of peace

He's the wierd kid, the strange one, a dangerous part
Threatening society with his wierd, abnormal heart
He's not like the others, and that's why he's rare
He hides all his scars, the scars of despair

When you neglect all this evil, you're guilty you too
Cause no matter how you feel, no matter what you do
If you don't recognize the horror in life
That is rejection, the true and painful strife

Just take a few minutes and think about the pain
That causes this poor boy to scream out in vain
But does anyone hear? Does anyone care?
No, everyone keeps avoiding this horror, this nightmare

Why is it so hard for people to feel and sympathise?
Why doesn't anyone take a step to rise?
Rise this world, rise this boy, rise themselves to feel
The feelings that for this kid is nothing but real

The world is cruel but that doesn't mean you
Cause you can still choose and decide what to do
And if you don't even care you're as guilty as all
The people who bullies, you all cause his fall

Don't try to make an excuse for how you make your choice
Cause you're still an evil soul with a weak, cowardly voice
Just take the first step, don't let him walk alone
Cause I know that you can, I feel it in my bone

You're never to old to try to go for a change
Cause a change of the world is always in range
Just reach out to grap the possibilities you see
They will never fade, just unite both you and me

There's no time to loose, cause soon it's too late
There's no need to stop, there's no need to wait
Cause there is a limit for what a human being can bare
Start with a little sign to show him you care!

But to go back to this particular case
You all waited too long for a gladness to raise
You're no longer capable of saving this boy
I hope you're happy, cause you helped them destroy!
Joel Lindskog Sep 2014
From the moment we’re born we’re waiting for life
A very best friend, a birthday, husband or wife
And we’re missing the time as it passes us by
Eating, sleeping, studying, working, die

The waiting for the better never ends
We’re moving on from family or friends
Then and there and when and how?
But we never stop and live right now

We’re born, we sleep, we learn and grow
Family dies, pets leave and friends always go
The problem is not what will happen then
It’s not how, it’s not where, and it’s not when

No, take a break, settle down and don’t think at all
You have been given a life, now answer it’s call
Not what you like? Well, then change it now!
Don’t let the future make you knee and bow!

You may worry about a trip or test
You may be wondering what is your best?
Well, that’s ok, but don’t let your life
Be murdered coldly by the waiting’s knife
One of the first poems I wrote in english.
Joel Lindskog Oct 2014
I wish you all:
The best kick for not being sick
The best chance to do a happy dance
The best made for your final grade
The best fight for your smile shining bright
The best trick for not being a ****
The best song for not choosing wrong
The best voice for making the right choice
The best food for bringing up your mood
The best line for rising up and shine
The best word for not feeling like a nerd
The best male for gladness inhale
The best girl for being a precious pearl
The best light for choosing what's right
The best pray for a wonderful day
The best mind for being happy and kind
The best life to get rid of all the strife
Joel Lindskog Sep 2014
Imagination
Is your own creation
And therefore, your own entire nation

Keep this in mind
When the world's not kind
Escape to a new world only you find
I was bored :P
Joel Lindskog Sep 2014
She’s five and the sun has just flown away
She lies in her bed, without colors of day
She doesn’t know why the sun is not there
But her fantasy just flies to who knows where
A monster, a lion or maybe a cat
But the cat has just chosen her as its rat
It’s under her bed, or maybe outside
She doesn’t dare to look, believe me, she tried

She’s 15 and is no longer afraid of the cat
That may be hiding inside that or that
But when she lies down in bed, the same bed as then
Looking at the clock turning quarter past ten
She replays her day inside her numb teenage-mind
The day was not good, not in any way kind
She fears the boy, the girl, even herself
The same girl looking down from the photo shelf

She’s 25 and happy, she’s celebrating now
She’s got a new job, she doesn’t know how
But in some way, her qualities was completely enough
Even though the way go get them had been really tough
The outside is happy, but the inside goes “Stop!”
It reminds her that she’s still not at the top
She has a long way to go, and now comes the fear
To never succeed, I mean, the future’s never clear

She’s 40 and her child just started school
She’s been happy so far, her family’s cool
But now her son is leaving this place
Leaving his mother, to win a new race
She fears that her son maybe won’t succeed
She doesn’t realize that she’s done a good deed
She’s raised a wonderful boy, but still she’s unsure
Will he ever find the key to open the new door?

She’s 60 and her son is now the same age
That she was when she started the family page
And now her fear has turned into reality
The thought that before was just a fantasy
Her son announces that he and his wife
Is soon gonna raise a new little life
Her fear that her son doesn’t need her anymore
Is now making her think, What will she now live for?

She’s 80, her grandson is just gonna graduate
A feeling to both she and her son can relate
But she’s now too old to come and be there
Her own love and man has gone “Who-knows-where?”
Her fear is no longer rejection or death
No, she’s accepted that someday she’ll take the last breath
Her fear involving her grandson is now the feeling’s ground
How will he make it without her around?

Her age is now to the point where the counting is done
And beside what used to be here stands now her son
Her only child, his only Mom, are no longer there
For the first time, his life is like his worst nightmare
This makes him realize that no matter your age
And even though you react through scream or rage
Fear will always be there, cutting like a knife
Even his mother had fear her whole life
Joel Lindskog Oct 2014
I joke around all day, all happy and glad
And it seems like nothing could ever make me sad
Cause I'm crazy, hyper and I drive everyone mad

But when I'm home im my room, by myself, all alone
Listening to music, on my computer or my phone
The truth about myself, I can feel in my bone

The doubts comes over me, with surprising speed
The thought about myself, "Will I ever succeed"?
The thought that during the day, is impossible to read

Even though I know that all my friends are real
And I still cannot believe that I feel the way I feel
Reality comes over me, and I think "What's my deal?"

I would never think of doubting myself during the day
Cause when I'm with my friends, I never doubt my way
But at night, it comes, and it doesn't matter what you say

I know I'm not alone to think and feel like that
To feel the pain of thinking my life is just flat
If need to find way to color up under my hat

But laugther is the best medicin, as we've all been told
So when the happyness is gone and your smile has been sold
Read some jokes, watch a comedy, and your frown will simply fold
Just put on the coat of laughter, and you will not feel the cold
Joel Lindskog Oct 2014
Nobody cares about what's true and what's wrong
The power of the evil is too dam strong
They never care, they never check
Whenever they work, it's all "I don't give a heck!"

The horror of people who never ever care
A truth in the stories is very, very rare
But still we buy it, no matter what they say
And the victims are the only ones who pay

They're stalking those people, like animals they act
Between all the workers, they all have a pact
To destroy everyone who succeeds here in life
To bury them deep, to turn their world into strife

Don't you see the evil possesing their brains
Their goal is to put all the successful in chains
How can our world keep allowing these lies?
How is it legal to stalk those people, acting like spies?

They destroy their lives, all to make some cash
Is it out of jealousy they throw them in the trash?
They twist their stories to make them seem worse
When the only things the victims do are entertain and rehearse

I tolerate a lot, I think no one deserves to die
But there are some people, I'm not gonna lie
The people who destroy lives, and keep acting their roles
I hope that death will take them and punish their souls
Joel Lindskog Sep 2014
If you're reading this, just take some time
To listen to and absorb this rhyme
This is for you, especially for you
Cause we all know what you are going through
You feel you're too ugly, too boring, and all you do is fail
You're not alone, cause we all know that tale
We've all felt the pain and doubts of youth
But even though you feel this way, it's still not the truth
You're good, you're enough, and never anything else
You're you, only you, deep into all your cells
Your doubts and sadness are no one's but yours
So get rid of your pain, and let happyness out on tours
You think you have to be perfect, and nothing less
So every little flaw makes you into a complete mess
But the thought that being perfect is what matters is dumb
No, what you need to be is you, and you're only awesome
Now when all this is said, I hope you feel better
Cause I mean what I say, I mean every letter
So the last thing you do before you go to sleep
Every night, look through this, and make is sink deep
Not my best poem in my opinion, but I made this to a friend who was feeling down, so I'm still kinda proud of it.

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