At the end of the day,
It’s always me and music,
Nothing could ever change it,
Replace it,
For it was my whole world-
Kept it spinning,
Without it,
If could not survive,
Never abandoned me,
Held my heart,
Moved my soul, attached,
I hope to find someone who understands,
Understands like music does,

because music was always there,
The worst times,
The best times,
Even when everything was plummeting ,
Despaired-
It never left me,
My shoulder to cry on,
To understand and comfort,
Like no person would,
When I was left out and alone,
It never left me,
for it is part of me,
So even thought it’s strange,  
I really could not live without my sweet saviour of symphonies

-JJ
17/03/25

The feeling
The worst one,
Oh how it feels- Never ending
When there is nothing-
-In the world-
To seize the pain your feeling,
wonder far, wonder wide
Try to grasp and reach,
To distract you from this pain,
Feeling empty, feeling numb-
left undistracted for too long

Wish to drift into endless bliss,
Mindless entertainment-
To quiet the buzzing mind,
How no one could survive it.
What a jumbling maze,
With no words to describe,
And in this moment nothing could satisfy-
-   My dear, confusing mind

-JJ
22/02/25

I was home,
The feeling that suddenly hit my heart-
Spreading through my body,
The sense of comfort and belonging-
Hugged my body gently,
It’s Raw and natural beauty-
“Simple”- but not to me,
It was so intricately painted-
Every tree,
every brushstroke: making the mountains
every uniquely mixed color,
Came together in harmony.
The familiar, spiractic, sharp but soft-
Trees cut through the sky,
As if they were waving,
Revealing their pattern as the sun shone through,
And in the distance-
They looked like golden bushes,
Caught in the suns light.
The beautiful white and orange houses poked through the dark green trees,
Like a used and messy paint pallet,
That was somehow still so pretty,
As if the beauty could not continue-
Yet the pink and purple clouds appeared,
Like kind giants,
Slowly drifting through the light blue sky

I always thought it was strange-
Hearing about people falling in love with countries or cities,
But now I understood.

I knew then-
And every time I was reminded,
This was my place,
The country I fell in love with
I had to come back one day,
But that time- I would never leave,

And in that moment,
All my worries were at a halt,
And only happiness remained

-JJ
08/04/25

I wish I was free
A spirit,
A soul,
In which to glide-
Like a gust of wind,
through the world,
Of my own pace-
Of my own feelings-
my own choice-
My rights-
My - freedom

To experience life,
Like its supposed to be,
Not trapped by dependency,
And confined to flesh,
Moving so slowly -
Living for others,
Instead of myself

To do as I wish,
Fly with the birds ,
Explore other lives,
Among the pink and orange of the sky

Of which a life I can only dream,
Full of happiness,
-Serenity,
In my dreams I will come to you,
So don’t forget me,
My place of comfort,
Forever held in my mind

-JJ
01/03/25