02 September, 2018

A two week old cup of homemade lemonade right before I brush my teeth with vinegar

Losing all my trust,
yet I still believe you,
admitting my defeat.

You have lied,
many times before,
and you still told me things,
no body knows.

Showed your true colours,
but never showed your face.
Flirt with the thought of death,
somehow you were stopped,
but this time,
nothing stands in the way,
except for a bottle of rum,
a golden pen and a writing you'll never understand.

28 August, 2018

Teen Titans isn't the onlything we have in common

Too stupid now,
to be scared with no way out.
Just frowned upon,
saved my face and yet I'm done.

Don't wanna die, wanna die now!
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.
Don't wanna die, wanna die now!
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.

No not this time,
I won't dig my own grave now.
Please stop me love,
to be in all of this mess.
So you can't just see,
for this odd bad broken dream,
just like fantasy.

Are we enemies,
with no energy,
sadly we've been oh so far away,
oh so far away.
Help me make me stay!

Don't wanna die, wanna die now.
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.
Don't wanna die, wanna die now.
Wouldn't die for me but I'd die for you.

23 August, 2018

Blown out lungs

And so my life it continues to run still,
even after you left me.
All of this time I just wanted to see,
another colour that will paint the sea.

Like a wind,
it's blowing away.
Like the wind,
it goes right by me,
to the ocean where it's hard to see,
where the hell does the land meet.

I wanna move to the place that you know,
try to see everything.
I wanna move to the place that you know,
try seeing everything.

Here I am now,
blowing my lungs out,
on the sea to set the sail.
Do you know what it's like,
to be stuck in the same place.
Do you know what it's like,
to be stuck all on your own.

I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn all my skin.
I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn off my skin.
I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn all my skin.
I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn off my skin.

Like a wind,
it's blowing away.
Like the wind,
it goes right by me,
to the ocean where it's hard to see,
just where the hell does the land meet.

I want to stare at the sun,
want to be the only one,
in such times,
your mouth is a gun.
Everything that you can see,
all leads up back to me,
stand motionless like a tree,
all of this,
will fall down inevitably.

I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn all my skin.
I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn off my skin.
I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn all my skin.
I wanna lay on top of the deck,
let the sun burn off my skin.

16 August, 2018

Charging up my powerbank just so I can sleep with all the elecetricity turned off ( I honestly don't know how to unplug my fax machine so I have to turn everything off in case you decide to fax me something at around 3 am or maybe 4, I just want to sleep )

And so I sit alone,
another day where I'm far away from home,
another day where I'm far away from you.

I spend hours on nothing,
my mind is always up to something,
yet I spend hours on nothing.

The tears from my eyes,
just brighten up my vision,
I felt no pain from the collision.

You noticed that I was crying,
you heard me say I'd rather be dying.
So you started to hate,
hate the things that I purposely laid in your mind.

So much hatred,
yet I feel your love,
so much love,
yet I get wasted.

I don't want to think,
not even for a moment.
I don't want to speak,
things that will make me be dishonest.

12 August, 2018

Taking a trip in your seatless, restless car (or was I headless and could not find the headrest)

Like mirror to mirror,
we meet,
face to face,
all this talking,
such a disgrace.

Long lasting,
our late night texting.
Long lasting,
our love is in testing.

Being sober for so long,
it is killing me.
Going out to the beach,
is this life in death?
You are one cute thing,
you are something I need,
something I need,
I need something,
something soon.

I'm always filling the blanks,
trying to think of the wisdom,
from those famous prophets,
those who were destroyed by the power,
power of the hippies.
Times to die,
times to be a cosmic hero.
Time does fly,
it flies so high,
high to death.

11 August, 2018

Is this all a dream or did we actually get married in a virtual chat room game thing?

Let's conjoin our bodies,
become one and the same,
one hug,
lasting forever.

Let's listen to one song on repeat,
rest your head on the car seat,
make sure that it's not 1994,
even thought we are in different cities.

Rush me to the hospital,
take me to the ER,
save me from the waste of a human I'm becoming.

Giving me the love I threw away,
giving me everything I've lost,
I am grateful.

02 August, 2018

This is where I stop.
You always think of something else. 
I wish you could shoot me a message so we could sort everything out, 
  • saying our last goodbye.