you just write about *** and killing yourself, taking drugs and alcohol
and how hardly you ever went to school, how your soul felt like dying
she fell in love with all the badboys and died having her heart broken
it wasn't easy living for another person, someone who didn't even care
my dreams weren't about you when I was dreaming, I found my peace
she wrote about all the bad things and how she fell in love with you
the way she felt when she first saw you and what sort of music was on
it was the time of old rock songs and soul music from the deep oceans
and maybe I should write more poems about the way I see this girl
how beautiful she is and how much I love her, how much she means..
you were laughing because you loved your life and everyone in it
I was crying because I hated my life and every single human in it
but still you were the one who kept me breathing, wanted to live
she had blue hair like the skies an open mind and hell black converse
she walked the streets like they were hers, she was the queen of dark
even the creatures that were hidden in the forest were afraid of this
the saddness always came in waves not in oceans this was a new thing
and even after a while you say you still love me, you are still in love
after everything I said to you and the tears you have cried, you still
it is hard for me to say I even missed or thought about you, I didn't
love was never easy and you didn't understand the game I was playing
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
you drowned yourself in XTC because you wanted to stay alive
at night time your veins were filled with whiskey instead of red blood
it were your so called friends that pushed you into doing this dumb ****
you were afraid of the people around you so she pushed them all away
she locked herself in her room listening to her own voice falling appart
until this girl was big enough she had to deal with this every single day
never she had seen the sea and it's beautiful reckless waves, the birds..
and maybe I shouldn't have cried tonight, shouldn't have hurt myself
found sadness and luck in other things than humans or humans...
your younger years have impact on your future but don't let them rule..
it were the nights we had too much to drink and we spilled our secrets
it were the days we cried our eyes out, hoping for someone who cared
we needed a reason to keep breathing, a less broken soul than ours
someone who could build us up, show us the stars in the rare universe
and I learned that day that broken people do laugh at funny stories
and that happy people do cry over all the sad things that happen in life
the world was falling appart that night and the demons were crying
the visions were playing in my head and there was no way back..
she was a cold hearted killer..
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
I think the writer in me died when I wrote this poem
gravity pulled me in, the galaxy was screaming my name
the stars were craving for my sparkle to shine next to them
my life was like a puzzle and there were so many pieces missing
in the search to find all of those pieces I didnt only lose soulmates..
I also lost the most valueable thing a human could have.. I lost myself..
I started to make a home out of all the places I have bin, empty places
the world was crumbling and I needed to get away from here, soon
but you always were the one who was keeping me here, save and calm
this human was the reason of my breathing the reason my heart beated
it was not right to live like this, it was wrong to live like this, wrong
and I never was a person who would wait for the storm to pass
I loved dancing in the rain with my demons right beside me..
the passion for painting faded just like your picture was fading ..
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 3:41 PM UTC
it were the dreams in which I was living that made me wanna die
the summer was ending and the cold of the winter was filling my veins
you were leaving my mind like the sun was leaving my dying fantasy..
I am getting older everyday and everyday I need a little bit more *****
running away with you, the person I adore most was all I ever wanted
and every night before I fall asleep I aks myself.. why don't you love me
why don't you have the need to touch me, to share your deepest secrets
you were mysterious like the moon, like the meaning of my tattoo's..
there always was a path of light were you have walked
the riddels you spoke, your angelic voice that haunts me everyday
but you also were dark my dear, dying and hopeless
it felt like flying everytime we kissed, I was happy, you made me happy
but I was fragile, a daughter of the dark, the keeper of sadness, demons
eleven years old when everything went wrong and it all is still wrong
the voices in my head would never let me out of this cage, trapped
september was coming and the clouds coverd my sight of happiness
it was a long way to find a way out of this dark and ****** up forest
and so she died at age seventeen, the graveyard never was this pretty
the stars of the heavens and their constellations didn't shine their light
there were flowers laying on the girl her grave, all grey, black, dying
it was the perfect night to share your tears with the world, so we did
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC
a black bracelet, it started with a black bracelet and so it will end.
we fell appart that night under the screaming of the oh so loud crowd
you because of the pills you ate, I because of the whiskey I drank
maybe this was the sign, it was supposed to happen that night..
a sign everything went wrong in our little heads, we were gone
it was that night you called me and telling me to leave
not only you wanted me to leave in spirit but also to leave your heart
she always was so beautiful with the light of the moon shining on her
I loved her like the childeren loved playing with broken dying dolls
and I hated her for wanting me to leave her ugly ****** up heart
it were real feelings, everything was so real..
the feeling of your lips on my cheeks, your hands on my waist
so please don't cry tonight or tomorrow, please be happy my dear
you are a thousand miles away but I still want you to feel like home
the birds aren't singing when you are so far away from me, crying
the ocean was dying and the waves were red from blood, tears.
the smoke in the sky started to form a mirror, I could see myself now.
a black bracelet is were it started, a black bracelet.
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC
little do her parents know they lost their daughter years ago
in her sadness she started having nightmares, cruel thoughts
and confusing them with dreams, everything looked so real
maybe it were the pills she never dared to take or the liquor she drank
the constant need of hiding the fear of being left alone again like always
winter was coming and so was the depression, it scared her to death
everybody's got their demons either wide awake or dreaming
and somethings just need to be mine and mine only..
I always loved to have secrets little things, big things, mysterious things
but with you I felt like I could share anything, the small things, huge
hysterical laughter, feeling miserable and crying like somebody died
if I had the choice to **** myself tonight without hurting you..
I would probably have pulled the trigger a long time ago my darling
and let's be honest it isn't you that keeps me alive, it never was you..
you can't live for another human you have to live because you want too
and maybe I didn't die that night because god wanted me to have this
these memories, the tears and joy, the experience of growing up..
I always was his work of art
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC
some people think math is beautiful because it's the same in every country
I am not one of those people, the people who see beauty in everything
and I dont needed math to count the days since you have left me..
it were 129 days.. 3096 hours.. 23 minutes and 31 seconds.. since you left
maybe the nigths were harder since you've bin gone, longer and sadder
I wanted to go with you but you never allowed me, he needed his space
I don't believe in 'space' if you love someone you want that person near
he never found that necessary, he never found me necessary
but don't you feel sad for me please, after a while the pain faded away
I learned to deal with the fact he was better of without me..
the picture of his face just wouldnt leave my mind
and the need of wanting the chase him grow everyday..
I waited for days, months, I would wait for years, hours and minutes
waking up every morning still wearing his Iron maiden shirt..
only because I don't want him to leave my life, not for real, imagine
this boy was like a hero from the movies, a prince from the fairytales
a beautiful human being, so different, a melody that kept following me..
he always gave me the feeling of belonging of being worth existing
when I was with him the world was a bit more beautiful
that feeling when you dont even know what the **** you are feeling
I had that, always, whenever I was with him.
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC