I feel I'm ******* it up
As I always do
I feel I give too much of it
And get nothing back from you

Another heart
Another wound
Another year
Another you

I feel I'm ******* it up
As I always do
I feel I'm pushing it too far
And lose my strength
And lose my step
And lose myself

In another glass
Another smoke
Another town
Another joke

I feel I'm ******* it up
As I always do
I feel I stop thinking and naked
My mind is open for you

Another name
Another wish
Another talk
Another dish

I feel I have just lost a battle
As I always do
When I'm not self anymore
And all I once had is hidden in you

Another thought
Another scratch
Another glass
Another match

I now feel all my dreams crumble
As they always do
I feel I have no power left
For neither to make it true
For neither to make it full
For neither to share with you

Another glass
Another smoke
Another brain
And heart to choke

I feel I'm ******* it up
As I always do
When no power felt in me
To open eyes and start to see

The same old me
The same old sky
The same old dream
Coming alive.

I need a place to hide myself in
a place of rainbows and orange set
a place of breeze and waves in background
a place for fingertips to scratch the sand

I need a place to hide my poems
a sacred eyelid to vide it through
into preserving facts and meanings
a place of wisdom,
no regret to

I need a place of narrow sunburns
a place of stripes of the cat scratch
a place of joy and tender feeling
a place like you when patience's left

a place of noise
a place of music
a place of heartbeat
and respect

I need a pace to hide myself on
but I’m afraid there’s no one left.