Insomnia!

 

In free time when the mind turns 

The pages of the book of past 

Only a few names come up again and again

A knot that never opens

The needle of the mind stucks somewhere 

Some loves and some

Hateful love affairs

The more hate there is

The deeper is the connection 

To perish again and again in love

I don't know what to call it

But will the time of conflict ever end

This world will ever change

And I will also move on

But the roads are closed