The shouting mad man

He shouts in the dark
curses and spit
He turns into an animal
full of thirst and anger
careful, careful
to fall for his act
he pretends to be tamed and nice
But deep inside
He knows
He´s wild and mean
like no other can be
his uglinest prevails
He tries to disguise
his true nature
But it´s there to be seen
little pieces of his fur all over the floor.
His foul smell tells it all.

Should I be content?

Hours and days
never a call
just a text saying hello
wishing a nice day
should it be enough?
should I be content?
leftovers on the table
just for me?
should I be content?
a little love
no kisses
no presents
should I be content?
is it that all you have to give?
Nothing but counted hours
a breakfast and goodbye
am I a beggar of love to you?
the pleasure of your company
should it be enough?

Let you go

They say, time heals
but some wounds will never close
some words will remain harsh
once you hurt someone
it cannot be undone
I wish, it was different
and you were the one
because you look like a dream
you feel like silk and clouds
but taste like hell at times
a hell, I already been through
a hell, I don´t want to come back
So please forgive me
 I take my leave
the smoke is too thick
the words are too little
kisses are too airy
Life is too short
there is simply no glue to stick us together.