I think you truly see me know, I just need to be seen more than just a pretty face…. I nee you to see, there is so much more to me. Eyes on me everyday, I am so tired I just want to hide. Today was a terrible day, today everything went wrong and no matter what I did it stayed. Tomorrow will be better, … Continue reading TODAY

Fresh poison every day to get you through the day. The night is my lover, my sins are my artwork. I am a beautiful, broken, crazy, fire burning your soul. I don’t know if you could be safe, but you could be. I can’t cry, maybe if I could I would be human. I have a fire, but I am cold. Its oky I don’t … Continue reading fresh poison every day

When I was a child, I wish I could remember that bits and pieces, little puzzle tiles, lost and found for a long time. When I was a Child, I had a fire, that didn’t last to long. Monsters blew my candle out. When I was a child, I wish I could remember. If I could talk to my younger self now, I will say, … Continue reading when i was a child

Around me lots of faces, they look at me and they like what they see, but do you see me? They talk to me, but do they listen to my voice? Am i even here? my body is, but not whats inside me. If i get even one second off kindness it will be alot. A life time off troubles and too much memories lost. … Continue reading Am I Even Here?

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Old photos are so amazing, its like its got a life of its own, that single photo with its faded colour, of many years past, its the mystical and the story it can tell, thing and songs from many years ago are today still amazing, new photos digital and all, and songs just don’t last and they don’t have knowledge and the magic of long … Continue reading old photos

Flower, flower all around me everyday, they pretty, but I can’t make them grow. In my little space, where I feel save, there by my side is my desert plants, and my willows, they understand me and I make them grow, even if a get a sick one, I make it all better. Continue reading flowers

Scared of the Nothing in the dark. Sometimes the darkness seems busy, like there is something, but nothing is making sounds, the nothing in the darkness is scary and angry, or sometimes silent, than you try to breath softly to listen for sounds the nothing in the darkness makes. Its when your dreams are weird and your mind is busy thinking about nothing, than its … Continue reading Scared of the Nothing in the dark.

Gentleman It started with a letter out of a book, the words are gentle and pure, never had I known such manners, it was refreshing. He kissed my hand a couple of times, so gentle, so pure. I thought men like that only exist in fairy tales. But how will I know if his heart is true? Even if he told me, I probably think … Continue reading GENTLEMAN…Vir Hannes