The air smells like popcorn and cashews My mind is blurry from all the gin My lungs are black from all the smoke A faint odour of curry A hint of mango My heart is filled with love to give My soul is overflowing with love I need
I'm always a bit more down than up That's because my mind can't keep quiet I'm wasting away In unhealthy comparisons
Seemingly endless are these dreams They're always gone when I wake up They leave me with an empty feeling I've grown scared of dreaming
We make mistakes To learn from them I wouldn't want to be the reason You learned something new
Let the sound resonate in your ears It will never be the same as today My love, the red wine is too warm to drink Maybe tonight we're better off with something stronger
Do words deserve love When they mean nothing Do words deserve love When we throw them around Do words deserve love When they don't say what they were meant to
He's got the voice of an angel And the heart of a broken man He's got the fingers of a rock star And the mind of someone who's never known love
Why do we miss things more When we know That we can have them
I know You're far away But I carry you In a little pocket in my heart Don't stop believing Are the words we scream As we we go to war With the whole damn world
Seems like forever Since we've last walked these streets Still they look So familiar Maybe that's the reason We never really left
It's never random And always worth a shot But what if what we want Is the one thing we ain't got
We've cried a hundred tears And still They won't stop falling Maybe the reason we're in hell Is because We were never fit for angels
Maybe you know me For who I pretend to be Maybe you know me For who I truly am In the end It doesn't matter much Because every door that opens Is a mouth that's sewn shut
Every single blank space Needs to be filled And I know these are tears Of pain you cry Oh, don't you lie Don't you lie to me tonight
what more could you want when you have everything why do you feel so lost when you are everywhere
blue the color of you if this is so clear to me why can't you decide what color I shine in
we are far from perfect but what if perfect isn't good enough either
I'm sure she meant well when she got on her knees and made me bleed
what happens when skinny jeans suddenly aren't skinny anymore and who's to blame when everyone is guilty how do you know that you are alive when you're not even breathing manually
Blank page, give me something to play with. Stop staring at me with your beautiful, clueless eyes. Blank page, give me words I can feed off of. Stop judging me if you've got nothing to say. Blank page, lend me your inspiration. Stop guiding my pen away from you.
I keep calling you up in my mind whenever I'm feeling down, but you never answer me. I still see you when I close my eyes, I still feel you haunting the empty halls in my head. Your eyes have burnt themselves into my heart such a long time ago, and still they're the first … Continue reading Ghost from the Past
It's just you and I up here, The world can keep on turning, we've got our own time. And if we want to, we can just hit pause on everything around us. We can do whatever we want to, because it's us against the rest, and the rest doesn't exist. Let's never burst this bubble.
September 9th. It's colder, but not cold. It's darker, but not dark. The world seems surreal, mystical even. The leaves have already turned orange around the edges, but the flowers are still in bloom. Everything's just a little bit more beautiful, Everything feels just a little bit more like a dream. With the necessity of … Continue reading Early Days of Autumn
I find peace in dirty sheets. They smell like you, Heavenly, sufferable. I wonder if my shirt smells like me too, It fits you well.
With you I don't need a destination because you are the way. I want to scream from the rooftops, I want to tell the whole world about us. I want to let everybody see that this is real. You and I weren't meant to be, but we were meant to fight for us. I don't … Continue reading Rooftops
Remind me again why I didn't go home with you, There's like twenty people here. God, I hate this. I only like going home when you're coming too.
I know you can see straight into my mind. And when you do, you should mostly see yourself, Maybe a hint of self-pity, maybe a beer every now and then. Maybe you see me planning my next outfit because I've developed an unhealthy sense of fashion. But above all, there's you, Sometimes a bit unclear, … Continue reading Always
Look at us, Walking around the port in our underwear. Let's climb that tower, Watch out for spiders while I finish the wine. A million stars and a hundred candles, And one song to hold on to. Summer forever, In our hearts and minds. And in our world, because the world belongs to us. This … Continue reading Summer Forever
The boat is rocking slowly in rhythm with the waves, She lights another candle, they shine almost as brightly as the starlit sky. The music perfectly fits the surreal atmosphere as we walk along the quay, wearing nothing more than underpants and a shirt. It's beautiful here. This is where dreams become reality, let's never … Continue reading Candlelight
I'm the minute man. I'm the one who stays, I'm the one who waits for all the people I know aren't coming. I'm the one who looks at the clouds, waiting for the rain. I'm the one who smiles in the dark, because you're hopping around in my head again.
A sunset doesn't have to be an ending, it can be the beginning of something that the daylight could never give us. For our most meaningful truths and our deepest fears only come out in the dark. I can't tell you why I sometimes feel like I'm losing you a little bit more with every … Continue reading Sunset
This feels like the beginning of something great. The start is rocky as always, but we'll get through it. Please be patient, I'm not going anywhere. But I'm terrified of you running away. The journey may just be three seconds long, but I'll enjoy every last one of it, as long as you're there too.
Yes, I'm fucked up. Yes, I'm crying on my way home. Again. And yes, I'm invested, you know that I am. I hate myself for being so weak. I hate myself for giving in. I don't know why I'm crying. I'm alright, I'll get home okay, thank you. That's what I tell the strangers who … Continue reading Cry
I'm ready to break down the walls I have built around myself. I'm ready to give in, completely and without a doubt on my mind. Jealousy was a friend of mine, not so long ago, now look at me. I'm telling myself not to worry, and somehow it works. I'm telling myself to just be … Continue reading I‘m Ready
Sometimes I just want to shout at the world and tell it to go fuck itself. Othertimes all I want is to be heard without actually saying anything. I can deal with the pain but not with the rage that comes hand in hand with it. I hate the aching feeling of having to break … Continue reading Hate
I'm soaring through the clouds, but there's concrete on my feet, constantly dragging me down. I'm happy like I can't remember I ever was, but there's a nagging thought in my head, constantly reminding me of reality. I'm feeling like I've finally found the way, but there's so many crossroads, constantly getting me off track … Continue reading Yes, but…
I don't need your big words and fancy sentences. I don't need your quotations of famous poets and people alike. I don't need the meticulous and the scrutinizing. I don't need your elaborate, instantaneous rivers of fearsome excuses. I don't need it to make sense all the time. All I need are tiny, meaningful truths.
Dance with me tonight, we'll let the music take the lead. Don't worry about stepping on my feet, because as we sink into the tune our legs start moving on their own. Thoughtlessly we swing around the room like Beauty and the Beast. Now turn, turn, and once again, until you almost lose your balance. … Continue reading Like There‘s No Tomorrow
He wrapped his arms around her and said "My love, I have to go." She buried her head in his chest and cried silent tears of pain. So many years have passed since then, but she's still sitting on the balcony, wondering where he might be. Wondering if he'll ever come back to look at … Continue reading I Have to Go
Even a bed made out of feathers can be uncomfortable at times, Because when you can't stop thinking your thoughts and contemplating your doubts there's no tranquilizer that could make you fall asleep. So you lay there, wide awake worrying about why you worry because there's really nothing wrong. You make it harder on yourself … Continue reading Tourist
Magic is real. Not in the Harry Potter sense, but some moments feel like they're from out of this world, as if something bigger than ourselves was trying to tell us Look! This is real too. I believe in this something else, you know. I believe that we are able to create something new, something revolutionary, if … Continue reading Something Else
Say that you need me and I'll ride across the ocean on my bike. Give me a reason not to think and I'll stop. Put your hand on the back of my head, I'm not quite sure if I'm still alive. Take a puff off of last night's cigarette, there are hearts on my lighter.
What the fuck are you doing walking home in the rain at 5am, after agreeing to something you knew you didn't want to do in the first place? And what else did you expect than the same old thoughts in your head? You're not even drunk, and that's probably the worst part. You're as sober … Continue reading Walk
So, tell me, how does it feel to be you? Is it a good feeling? Are you happy with who you are? Can you look in the mirror and smile? Can you be friends with the reflection you see? And if the answer to these questions isn't yes, then what are you even still doing … Continue reading Playground
Plug in the record player, I'll be right there, I just have to finish this letter. Pour us both another glass, we're not nearly drunk enough to be talking about things like this. Light our cigarettes with the matches we found on the floor, there's only ten left anyway. Show me what it's like to … Continue reading I Want to Make You My Problem
Goodbye. There's heartache in these words, Because you've been gone too long for me to remember your face. The nights feel colder than they used to.
I'm quiet, you know. You made a first impression, I felt that you were strong. I don't like talking much, except when it's about myself. You like to talk about everything else. I'm quiet, you know. I hide behind my poetry and bury myself in dreams. You dream too, I know. Maybe even more than … Continue reading Quiet
It's so sobering to sit outside and listen to the rain. The splashing drops resonate in my ears like the most beautiful melody that has ever been written. Perhaps it's wasted on me.
A figure in the feeble light, A woman dressed in black. Her blue eyes shimmer through the cold mist. What would you choose, a world full of love or one full of pain? And with my eyes fixed on her black dress, I tell her the story of my sorrow and regrets. I'll always be … Continue reading Heaven Is Too Far Away
He was a force to be reckoned with, let me tell you that much. His hunger never seemed to be satisfied, he was always out looking for more. Mister Mole is what we called him, I never knew his real name. But I knew that he lived in fear of destroying everything he held dear. … Continue reading Mister Mole