Daily struggle

Unstoppable feelings by flies
surround my body and head
Open graves never think twice
on thier behalf, they’re dead

Wrong sense leaves the earth
cold and frozen of emptiness
Two fighters – one singel birth
loose all struggles – in progress

Silent hopes for better days
crash the life on a living soul
Loud thoughts hear and says
what’s left in my lifelong bowl

© Björn Blomqvist 2016-10-22

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Björn Blomqvist

Aspiring author with a bachelor's degree in art history and visual communication and a bachelor's degree in history. Writes on a debut novel. Amateur actor and poet - sometimes writes art reports and articles from art exhibitions.

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