Dark Night in Hell – a poem

You are sitting on the ground alone in the dark night. It’s cold – the rain is falling. Why you’re sitting here, you do not remember. What you are looking for here, no logical thought can explain it … because there is this dark voice in your head and that wants you to go, finish it …

But angry and with the last strength you jump up and fight against it. Fight for yourself and your life and never let this dark side of power win …

Regen

But there is also hope and light. The future has not started yet, you do not know it yet …
You can only live in the here and now … and love and happiness will always be with you.