It’s too complicated
I try to convince myself I love you while you convince myself I don’t I want to hold your hand in sorrow while you tell me I really won’t It’s too complicated, Im to facinated by the way you turn me against myself It’s too […]
I try to convince myself I love you while you convince myself I don’t I want to hold your hand in sorrow while you tell me I really won’t It’s too complicated, Im to facinated by the way you turn me against myself It’s too […]
Det er aldrig den rette tid at sige den slags ting, så jeg tager tiden fra dig. 2 måneder med tilbagevirkende kraft tager jeg, for det er sandheden for mig, 1 måned er spist af sorgen, men det er mig der sørger – ikke over […]
I feel connected
to the salty ocean
waves come drown me
I taste the salt…like semen…like men
Drowning seems easy
in the salty water
that waves out of me
I taste of salt…like a stone…like a dog
Sorrowfull hungry pain
dead soul in empty houses
through the hollow walls
I taste like death…like a broken limp…like a ghost
I am but a dead ghost
empty of anything
tired to the bone
I reach to nothing…like a flower…like a breeze
Hun rakte hånden ud mod den lave hårdføre busk. Forsigtigt søgte hun ind mellem de lange torne og ru blade for at plukke buskens hemmelighed – kvæderne, der hang tunge og gule. Hun plukkede 5 og lagde dem i sin kurv med sine rynkede hænder, plettede […]