In sickness and in health
poverty and in wealth...

It was raining that day
everything seemed paralyzed...

Emotional sobriety is harder than it looks.
I cant let myself fall off the wagon again...

Fall down 7 times, stand up 8.
Sounds nice for an ideal world...

Sleepless nights create wishful thinking.
Alarm clocks with a snooze option...

My daily dose of apathy
Numbs the bitterness from my tongue...

Safety first
wear your seat belt...

Deep inside, there is another me;
Desperately pleading, waiting to be free...

Life is like a brick wall.
Build it up; grow stubborn...

Chaos
everyone fighting for more...

Loved ones scatter like petals from a flower
Like a forgotten memory slowly fades...

To die with dignity...
(if there is such a thing...