Goodbye drama king
your ranting and raving
falls on deaf ears...
the volume of your voice
cannot change lies to truth
instead
it strengthens my resolve.
Goodbye drama Queen,
your constant diet
of rumors and innuendo
sustaining the venom you spew
will no longer poison my life
Please believe it isn't because
I hate or despise you
I leave because I love you
and that love leaves me
weak and vulnerable...
That love you will take
and use for selfish desires...
That love you will consume
leaving me a hollow shell
a mere shadow of my former self.
It is my soul I must protect
from you!

met a sweet country girl
took her home started foolin' around
forgot we had a pizza in the oven
almost burned the house down

came to in smoke and flame
wake up man i don't know your name
it can't end this way with someone i don't know
follow me just stop drop and roll

out on the street she kissed me like the french
chill out girl we just met
*and that tongue ain't exactly velvet

I'm tired
And since I'm not eating
Then my energy
Is non-existing
I'm barely keeping my eyes open
As I type in the words
For this poem.

I'm trying not to make typos,
But it's hard when you only see
A cloudy version of the keyboard
Since your eyelids are slowly closing.

Outside people are enjoying
The sun
Which for once
Are shining over Denmark
But I'm just sitting inside
The University of Copenhagen
Occupying myself
So that there's no time
For crying

I bought myself a new book
One by Niccolò Machiavelli
I plan to read it
In the holiday
And I'm really looking forward to this
Since through the last four years
People have often recommended me
To read it...

So while Green Day's "Panic Song" is playing
On my headphones
I'll finish my poem
And return to my book
'Cause though I'm tempted
Then I can't keep wasting my time
Writing poems
Just to I keep myself occupied.
Maybe I'll take the book
And go read outside
In the sunshine...

Home is a feeling. Not a place.