stine-funder
I write about things I think I know about- I know not much of love. Also, most of what I write is pretty bad, but there are a few good ones inbetween (or at least a few I like). Enjoy :) (constructive criticism is welcome, criticism for the sake of critism is not)
Kinda like a vampire
I stay out
Till' I get an invite
Definete
And without doubt
That they really want me there
Kinda like a vampire
I see nothing there
In the mirror
Beyond my stare
But why should you care?
Kinda like a vampire
I feel monstrous
And without care
And I **** the life of people here
Mostly, of those for whom I care
And kinda like a vampire
I stare into the night
And I think
Is it really right
That I am here?
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 9:05 AM UTC
I ****** a poet. No, I didn't, but wouldn't it have been beautiful.
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 7:47 AM UTC
You scare me shitless
You know
You know,
With your blue
With your blue, blue eyes
Small
Soft eyes
Your eyes, you know
I wanna drown in those
But you scare me shitless
You know
Because you don’t know
You know
You don’t know
Me
But I wanna drown
In you
You know
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 6:43 AM UTC
Too much aesthetics
And coffee
Wasted for you
But never before you
For
Although I gladly
Wasted it before you
It always ended
Behind me
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 3:18 AM UTC
I have a feeling that my heart beat bigger
I have a feeling
That the fall grows steeper
My hands are shaking
The ground is breaking
My heart is failing
My soul is fading
Ambition fade
As mountain grow great
Not mountain of stone
Nor of earth
But mountain of
Lack of transparency
I feel my heart beat bigger
Not of love
Nor of passion
But bigger of
Lack of sleep
And desperation
I feel my mind
Of reluctance entwined
But I have to go
I have to do
I don’t have a choice
For the choice
Is mine alone
And a choice
Made a long time ago
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 5:01 PM UTC
I am neither
Angel
Nor devil
But human
As imperfect as can be
And never evil
Intentionally
So please
Don’t
Romanticize
My existence
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:31 PM UTC
I like the way a cigarette hangs
Out his mouth
Crooked
Like his smile
I like the way
His shoulders hang
And also
I like his hands
That knows a woman’s body
But mostly I like
That his eyes
Likes me
Though not me
But my body
And though I don’t like
Being objectified
I like
That he likes me tonight
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
I apologize
In my head
When I step where you sit
For I appreciate
Being
My idea of human
Then you sat your big fat ***
Where I must step
And we come
Uncomfortably close
And I see
That we are comfortable
And I
Maybe even you
Must change
The idea
Of human
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 3:28 AM UTC
Tomorrow is saturday
and today just another day
Forgotten
With the wish to be remembered
Today is just another day
that I wake up
To the sun on the floor
And warmth in the bone
Today is just another day
To be forgotten
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 5:42 AM UTC
Let me know about you ¨
By simply
Conversing with me
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC