Sometimes a weird feeling brews inside me,

as if settled down, I could never hope to ever be.

And so intense it is, and such a mess it leaves.

No one but me that awkward feeling perceives.

My demons enjoy, teasing, dazzling and confusing me,

and laugh, watching the void I desperately avoid to see.

In every safe harbour I get they'll wreck the ship I'm in,

ruining the hopes, the dreams, the world I could fit in.

A strange feeling I never know how long it will last.

Am I cursed? Do I tend to see more than I can trust?

I've been there so many times that life is but a joke to me.

When back upon my feet I get again, I'm at deep sea. 

But lately I've been running on faith.Those demons I will

fool one day.I'll keep on going no matter how bad I feel!

My life as it is...

-by Jose Pires (Bournemouth)