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2.8k · Jun 2016
Dream Girl
They say love is blind
And i get what they mean
I might have fallen for a Girl
I've never even seen

Everything about her
Seems too **** good
She's a classy Girl
Straight out the hood

She's the sweetest Girl
With looks that could ****
And a sense of humor
That makes her seem so unreal

She's a kind hearted person
With a face oh so sweet
She may be the best person
I yet have to meet
1.1k · Feb 2016
Vredens Lænker
I vredens tider
Med de triste munde
Er det vigtigt at huske
På de gode stunde

Kroppen bliver bundet
Af sindets tanker
Og udvikler sig efter
Til et emotionelt anker

Når vreden den rammer
Og bliver til fysiske skrammer
Bliver sund fornuft
Sat bag stål og trammer
1.1k · Jan 2016
What Makes Me
is it the blood in my vein
perhaps the DNA in my cells
The fact that im partially insane
or the way my name spells

Is it the tone of my skin,
perhaps places that i've been
or is it simply
the time I was born in

what are the variables
that make me me
my limitations
and the person i can be

is it the people i keep around
the loves that i've found
their personalities
and how they're earthbound

is it my fault
can i blame anyone else
for the way that I am
other than my self
618 · Mar 2016
Surreal
There is nothing above me
I’m living life on a pedestal
peace and quiet is all I see
with my sight that ranges for miles

time keeps passing
but I’m not getting old
every day is sunny
so I’ll never feel cold

I’m living the way I want
everything is as it should
you can ask me if you wish
but you know it’s all good

My life is the picture
that I myself drew
everything I could wish for
has finally come true

My life is like a song
I can’t help but sing
but everything is changed
once I hear the alarm ring
510 · Jan 2017
(un)emotionallly poetic
"it's a way to hold on"
is that so?
couldn't it be a way
to just let go?

It's like another dimenssion
where you throw all you tension
without gaining any
unwanted attention

It's a way to express you're emotions
whether big or small
but what do you do
if you feel no emotions at all

I know what you're thinking
"he must be on narcotics"
i'm not
i'm just slightly psychotic

I know it sounds weird
when it's loudly said
but it's just another poem
from someone emotionally dead
380 · Jan 2016
Why He Writes
When the world puts him down
it's his way to defy gravity
Whenever he needs a break
from this cruel reality

When he needs to let out steam
but deosn't want to be mean
being a cruel person?
Not even in his dreams!

When he is hurt
and critical damage is delt
he writes down words
just for himself

Whenever he gets wounded
that is when
he takes out a piece of paper
and bleeds out with his pen

— The End —