Saturday Survival

The Saturday is close to the sad side of life

Every reason, bad or good to quarrel is

Being used

Meeting all that anger, frustration and hate

Made me leave “home”

Reclaiming the peace of mind among strangers

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About

I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts and the world ends. The winter is here and is so cold...

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Posted in Conflict, Family, frustration, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Relationship

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