Calm Waters

I remember some verses from Tupac Shakur that said:

"Ain't nothing meant to lest forever,
so the struggling and the suffering ain't gonna lest forever"

But when are the calm waters coming? When will I be able to sit down, relax and say - finally, it's all over?

In the meantime, I wrote another poem. Don't ask me why...

Seriously, does anyone else ever had the feeling that they are stuck between the point where everything will be OK, and the point of total collapse and they will never get out of it? Because I have that feeling for a while now. And can't seem to shake it. I can't...

I say good morning to you all, and I hope that you have a way better day than me.

Hugs!

A Contraption

The snow melted. Finally! It made my day. But in the meanwhile I was looking at some pictures of Struga, taken this winter, when there was no snow, but was cold as hell!

I remembered this strange contraption in the front yard of the hospital. I was wondering then, and I am still wondering what the hell is it used for?

Also, I tried to write. Some bad poetry, of course. Here is my first poem "If There Was a Day"