My secret garden

My secret garden is a place in my mind, a place that one was that is no more. a place where I was always safe and always loved.
That place is sented with lilac´s and coffee in a wonderful blend.
Some day soon I think that place will be replaced with a new place, one that still exist.

My heart longs for that feeling....that I lost so many years ago....and since I got my hope and my dreams back...I hope to get that to....

Into the abyss

When you fall into the abyss,
down into the pitch black hole.
There is not a ray of light that finds it way down.
You fall deeper and deeper.
You find yourself trapped in the labyrinth of thoughts that got you there in the first place.
You can cry, you can scream...
but it wont do you any good....
cause noone hears you anyway....
not from deep down in the abyss.
The thoughts drags you deeper....
you start thinking about the blade....
the blade that has all the power....
and still....
you know its not the answer.
If you do take the blade in your tiny hands
If you use them to release the anxiety and pain....
you will start the second spiral further into the abyss....
Who can save you from there?
And still.....
you keep falling deeper into the abyss.....
you softly cry.....and noone hears.