Red wine Nights, and pills we take skin on skin, You kiss me again. Our selected Merlot, and crazy nights, our minds, and our crazy fights, we belong together, only at night, Our inner demons Play at each sight, You like my crazies With the madness And crave the Red wine nights. But thats all it was Continue reading Red Wine Nights
I am sure what happened to me the last couple of emotional tortured months, all I know is that I have never in my life felt so deeply, ghostly alone and I have felt alone before, but this kind of lonelyness is a tortures battlefield of endless helpless Ness. I have experienced the emptyness people have and the selfish and non excistance of kindness and … Continue reading Past Months
Light this candle Smoke a nother cigarette Listening to your favourite song Over and over You feel it on your skin It is dancing on your skin It’s late again But you are holding to this for a little longer. This tune is just everywhere It feeds your soul Makes you alive again. You need this calmness You need peace to sleep. Continue reading It’s late again
How I just love that feeling The feeling under my finger tips It’s the blood in his vains That makes a map to trace Cuddles of a pure high Skin so amazingly toned For my hands to play. It’s a different kind of feeling. I have a treasure a special Kind of magic. When I am with you I feel on top of the word … Continue reading Late night cuddles
I just used Shazam to discover Way Down We Go by Kaleo. http://shz.am/t278319535 Continue reading Way Down We Go – Kaleo
Dis weer middernag Ek kom dit altyd te laat agter Ag ja ek slaap te min en lees te veel, Ek doen my eie ding. Dis as die son op kom Wat die nagmerries begin. Ai my hond is so moeg soos ek Hy kan net nie slaap as ek nie. Volg hy my rond en moan, Ek voel skuldig oor als, nog een is … Continue reading Ek moet gaan slaap
As mens voel om die straat Af te stap Met n mission Want jy het goed wat pla Maar die tyd is laat En jy mag dalk net deur n skelm aan geval word want skelms kan nie sien Jyt goed om oor te dink en nodig om soos n weirdo Te lyk met n hoody aan Laat in die nag die pad af. Want … Continue reading Goed om oor te dink
It was hard making friends at school, And now as a grownup its harder. Being in my 31s and a single mom i have realized that having lots of meaningless friendships is draining and unhealthy for your soul. I know what is important in life and i will rather be without friends than have people mistreating me. I will find on my path friendships that … Continue reading Friends.
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