Chester Bennington lost the fight to his own demons sadly. Like so many creative people, what made him special also made him vulnerable. I have been low at times, but never   low enough to take that step, and hope I never will. But I will not judge somebody who did. Never.
The pain that is felt by the people left behind is deep, and terrible. I do not want to take anything away from that. But the blunt truth is, that their pain is never comparable to the amount of pain you need to feel to take that last step. Humans are build to live, to find hope in the worst situations, and fight on. Let’s keep an eye on each other, in that weird mosh-pit that is everyday life. Pick somebody up when he or she is down. Let’s keep each other safe! 


So you had to check out
You had to pass the Gate
Nothing left to fight with
No more time to wait


So I heard you were to tired
To fight on until you could sleep
Cause the lights are not working
When you are in to deep


So I read the people cursing you
And say you’ll go to hell
The ignorant and the stupid
They think they know it all so well


They say go walk in the sunshine
And you will feel alright
I tried it so many times
And all those motherfuckers lied
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Ginger kisses


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So how’s your flower
Feeling edible today?
Maybe in half an hour
You will go my way?

So I was thinking
Maybe it is time to go?
In the deepest forrest
Make love in the snow?

So what’s the story
Think it is time to end?
You now walk away
Or you take my hand?

Daily Post Chalenge: Edible
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I don’t understand
What the hell it is

Is it a type of ass
One would want to bite or kiss?

I knew some ravers
That use it in their name

But I’m a gentle Metal-head
So I don’t know their game.

I give up.
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We must dash
We must run
Claim that place
In the sun

We must kiss
We must live
And take all
The day can give

We must love
We must colide
Flesh rubbing flesh
Nothing to hide

We must love
Because we no
There is other
Place to go…


Daily PostChallenge: Dash

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It is always sunny
On stage that is
But it’s like a desert
Where the vipers hiss

Beneath the pancake
The clown feels the tears
The pies are getting stale
To late to change gears

She smiles in the spotlight
The guys like her thong
But all she really wants
Is to light up the bong

The circus was one time
Like the promised land
The acrobat has landed
Face down in the sand…

Daily prompt Challenge:

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I know a little blossom
She said she’d come my way
So I picked some flowers
And this is where I stay

I knew a little blossom
With hairs like golden fleece
Waiting at the cross-roads
For her to give me peace

I knew a little blossom
Think she’s gone in the sky
Left me here and wondering
Is this where I cry?

I knew little blossom
But she didn’t wait for me
Maybe she’s somewhere
Without me at the sea…


Daily Prompt Challenge: Blossom

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