Tired of bad kisses, and weird smells. Music that lingers and things clinging. Tired of thinking the things that are lost. Tired of the heat that sticks to my skin. Longing for the cold just to cudle warm. Movies watch over and over, music that is familiar, and music that doesn’t belong. Tired of days past with voices that hurts my ears, Wishing without bithday … Continue reading Bad kisses and weird smells.
There is a cloud in my mind, but it’s fading, there are thoughts in there that makes me feel sad, but that to is fading. In my dream we carved our names on a wooden bench, but that Is burning, little by little everything is fading. I don’t need to understand anymore, I don’t have to fight for something thats not mine anymore. I am … Continue reading I was truely happy ones.
I don’t know why, but i can see past this, past everything that happend. I see us making out around the corner at your parents house, i see us walking down the street while it started raining, and you grabbed me and we danced. I see us exploring the fallen tree in the park. Bike rides and the closeness of your body against mine, i … Continue reading I see us
As my heart has felt pain for a wile, My mind confused, My being unsure. So have i felt so much love and care. I feel grateful for that. I have learned so much and i have started to understand so much as well. Even when my heart feels sad sometimes, And even when now and again i feel a emptiness, where you use to … Continue reading I have learned so much and i have started to understand so much as well.
Ek is deurmekaar meeste van die tyd. My gedagtes dwaal van een na die ander. Die skaduwees is net nie donker genoeg nie. Die lyne wil net nie reg nie. Om herfs blare in die somer te skets, gaan mos nie werk nie, geen wonder ek kom nie klaar nie. As my gedagtes eers so draai, is niks om my rustig nie, als wil gelyk … Continue reading Waneer n skets net nie wil reg lyk nie
When you have a lack of kindness in your life, when you get it only ones or for a minute , even a smile, it’s like a feeling no one can explain to you if you haven’t had the absence of it. When you have been through the most horrible, dark, abusive, lonely times the most of your life, and you had to go through … Continue reading Self Notes
Layer by layer, cover by cover, inside out, hot and cold. Go deeper like the roots of the tree of life, grounded strong and wild, the ground is wet from the rain, smells of new beginnings and life, listen carefully weak one. Thinking too much, takes you to the illusion of reality, you lost your way, and you lost more, naive one, ego got hold … Continue reading ILLUSION OF REALITY
It’s a writer prison when inspiration Has left, never can we predict how long it will take to return. But when inspired there’s no stopping it And no warning it wants to be free You jump up to find a pen and paper, making notes, to use later Because a poet knows how quick It can get lost and that is it! I have … Continue reading A writers prison
I said I wouldn’t but I lost a little control and I need you now. I know its late and I am a little drunk. How am I supposed to sleep after you kissed me that way, it’s your fault I am losing sleep, but I don’t mind, I come alive when so sleep deprived, my own kinda high. And all I wanna do is … Continue reading I know its late.
I advice you to take a seat for your entertainment so that I can sit on your lap. When you have nightmares we’ll dance on the bed. There are skeletons in my closet, but you hang stuff anyway. You always say, sleep on me, feel the rhythm on my chest, just breath. I will stay, so that I can keep the madness away I know … Continue reading I advice you to take a seat
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