Love

When do I deserve love? 

Who decides it? 

I'm speechless, yet so full of words.

It hurtis so deeply to feel misunderstood, when you really try to open up. 

I know it seems like I don't try some days.

But sometimes it just hurts so much that I can't do anything but breathe.

I'm scared that I can't be what you want me to be. 

Happy, joyful, relaxed and full of energy. 

You see, that just don't come naturally when I'm in my black hole. 

 

Hunger for Life

Hunger for Energy

Hunger for Meaning

Hunger for Purpose

Hunger for Joy

Hunger for Peace 

Er nede i mit sorte hul for tiden.
Jeg har været her før - mange gange.

Jeg glemte at få min stige med ned.
Jeg er nødt til at bygge en ny.

Heldigvis har jeg en del af de materialer jeg skal bruge:

Veninder, psykolog, kæreste, familie, gåture, søvn, mad, serie, min dyne. 

Føle stadig jeg mangler nogle materialer.
Det er svært at huske tilbage og undersøge på; Hvad var det nu der hjalp mig sidst?