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Lieke Jan 28
You happened to me.
Why me?
Why you?
You hit me like a gunshot.
And hurt me soft and careful.
You inhaled me like a cigarette.
And locked me with your lips
You embraced me with your eyes.
And held onto my collar.
You wrecked away my ambition
Without pulling a single hair.
January 2018
Lieke Jan 28
I am staring at this person
not knowing who she is.


I've known her before
but now the image is drained dry.


her eyes possessed.
her lips blurry.
her body empty.
her skin thin.


There's nothing more to this person.
This person is dead.
March, 2018
Lieke Jan 28
I feel the water against my skin
I know when I am almost drowning
I can sense the snakes poking my atmosphere
As I draw my knife.


One of my eyes pinned
The other one the watch
Because I am *****
And nothing will hurt me again.
28 January, 2019
Lieke Jan 28
i am a shape

                       i dOn't know what kind

    i dOn't knOw what dimensiOn

                                          i give myself answers

            that i dOn't have the questiOns tO

                                                         my bOdy tries match a silhOuette

                        but there are nOne

                                                         i am an existent piece of sOmething

and that is all i knOw.
5 May 2018
Lieke Jan 28
I want to stitch your hands onto mine
You're the glazing moon
in a village of only dead grass.


I choke when I can't see you
Your glance is heaven to me.


As I claw my love into your mouth
I realize

that your love
is out of my
grasp.
8 July, 2018
Lieke Jan 28
i lay here on my bathroom floor
whirling
spinning


i can't move an inch
nothing
matters
anymore


i've done what i've done
and
loved
what
i've
loved


no regrets, no mistakes
it's
part
of
the
puzzle


now all there's left to do
is wait for
the
last
piece.
8 July, 2018
Lieke Jan 28
You can't back down now
Now is happening
Gather all your fear
Sprinkle it all over you
Take a shower in the darkness
Dive in the sorrow
Because drowning
will teach you how to swim.
August 2017
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