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Jacco krom Oct 2020
As I tell the hollow winds my fleeting tale,
my disgraced face looks all too pale.

In the pouring rain,
the bitter tears join;
flowing down the rusty drain.

In futile belief I share my shaken mind,
To the holllow winds that seem so kind.
Jacco krom Feb 2020
He stood silently amidst the darkness,
staring at the shimmering light in the distance.
Confined in his own thoughts he wondered about the mysteries of life,
and of his own existence.

He found himself trapped within a fake reality,
one with fake people telling nothing but lies.
Where everyday people would put on meaningless smiles,
trying to hide their hopeless eyes.

He felt all alone,
all alone in this world without hope.
“Worthless” was the only thing he thought of himself,
as he found his life going down a *****.
Jacco krom Feb 2020
The man walked towards the light,
dwelling further into his own mind.
Happiness is what he wanted,
but something he could not find.

As the man came closer there was a sudden feeling of warmth,
he saw a girl standing all alone.
Who is she? he asked himself,
this feeling… it was a feeling the man had once known.

he started walking faster towards the girl,
trying to reach the feeling.
The warmth coming from the girl,
it felt so appealing…
Jacco krom Feb 2020
Behind the drapes of every day's light,
an unspoken evil hides in the night.
Carrying the fear and doubts of yesteryear; setting ablaze all you hold so dear.
In the deep abyss of my tormented mind,
no place to run, nothing to hide behind.
I ponder all day, and ask myself: "why?"
But the mirror shows the truth,
for the evil am I.
Jacco krom Jan 2020
Once a sweet young boy,
like the sun he shined.
Always so warm and bright;
he is trying to enjoy,
and find peace of mind.
Searching for his lost light.
It's been a while.
Jacco krom Jun 2019
like seasons come, they must go;
You have changed, don't you know?

A broken boat out in the open sea;
Perfect eyes but she refuses to see.

It's time to let it drift away;
It doesn't matter anymore.

Isn't that what you used to say?
Jacco krom Jun 2019
Ik laat je huilen in de regen,
heb geen ***** meer om te geven.
Ooit gaf ik je alles wat ik had,
nu gebruik je mij en breekt het mijn hart.

Waarom is het zo moeilijk om je lost te laten?
Alles wat je doet is om mij te breken en haten.

Ik moet het laten gaan,
in de regen, daar laat ik je staan.
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