Love and lust, anger and jealousy
Bliss and sorrow, depression and ecstasy.
Don't you think it's quite unfair that one person can make you feel.
All this feeling- every possible feeling that ever existed in this mad world.
But one thing I love most is that you are my calmness.
That at one point, when I'm a massive ferocious lion, you calmed me down back into the tiny little kitten that I've always been.
The moment I was ready to jump off a cliff, nearing the edge, you pulled me in and turned me around to face you.
When I was breaking down and wanted to give up on everything, you were there.
And everything was fine again.

I laid my cards
Onto the desk.
Taking my chances,
Forgetting the risk.
Because the only thing
We should regret,
Are the chances we didn't get.

If your body
Is a canvas
My lips
Would then be
A paintbrush
And with the colors
Of our love
Together-
We can create
A masterpiece
That even van gogh
Would be amazed

Souls like us
Are widely awake
At 3am- while everybody
Is in the midst
Of their slumber

It's in these times
Our mind and soul
Are mostly active
Struggling to find a way
Out of our own thoughts

While everyone holds
A glass of fancy liquor
We hold our hearts in our pens
Afraid it's gonna be like this forever

While everyone holds their pillow close
Or someone they love
We are up with words- almost overdose
Writing for someone we lost

I do not understand
How people can sit there
And create beautiful poems
Extracted from the wonderful juices
Of their poetic minds

While I sit here
For long and silent hours
Staring into the blank sheet of paper
With a coffee turned cold
And another sad song almost over

Trying to make something wonderful
Something soulful
But maybe the only reason why it's hard
Is maybe my mind is nothing but a junkyard

//f.c.

Raindrops on the rooftop
Wishing it would never stop
Getting out of bed late
Not motivated by fate

Her tongue slips into poetry
Her fingers shaking uneasily
She wanted mountains
She wanted the sea

She wanted this
She wanted that
She wanted everything
Because in reality,
She never really wanted anything.