These  days  with deep sense
              Carries  me  there
               Far  beyond  the  boundaries
              They  draw  so  carefully.
            
           
           Nothing  familiar  remains
           The sights  and smells
           Of  old times , the deep scars
          Look  so faint  and unbelieveable.
         
          
          The  few  that  stays
          Without  a  shred of  substance
          Hangs  unnecessarily
          Proving  everything  untrue .

          
          Deep  depth throbs
          Around , throwing
         The  scattered  pictures
         Together into  a bundle
         Of   dark  things .


          The  days  merged with
         The  nights ,  the  difference
          Without   a  force  lie
         Unnoticed ,  waiting
         Perhaps  something
        Beyond  the  words .
        

Tags: beyond, nothing, difference, dark things