A Wheel of Thoughts - Peter Bjärgö

You are the faceless angel,

that follows my every move,

just to make sure, I’ll be happy,

and make me stay on the path

to my own doom.

I’ve tried to make you go away,

I’ve tried to fight back,

But nothing seems to wear you down,

nothing will make you crack.

You’re not happy until you’ve coloured my

mind and soul, agonizing bottomless black.