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Jan 2017 · 345
wouldn't it
Wouldn't it be nice if you could live without the rules not bound by laws or opinions, not bound by the logic of this world. Using the city as your playground and doing what ever you want. I dream of this existence where you can always be yourself where you do not have to think where you can just do, and where the others just get on with their business not caring in the slightest way
Nov 2016 · 314
the unseen
you feeling down or depressed?
then make it stop,
stop seeing the loop,
start to see the unseen hope,

bring yourself to life,
start walking or crawling or even pulling yourself forward,
do something, anything, stopping is drowning,
bring yourself to the happiness you so crave,

life is to short to stop,
even if the world itselfs works against you,
don't stop moving, keep yourself busy,

let your soul know happines once again
May 2016 · 513
Untitled
Music is my isolation
It protects me from a world of frustration
Feb 2016 · 229
Untitled
I wish i could turn back time, take away the pain before it ever happened, to heal my soul and to get my heart back running, but wishes aren't granted that's just for little kids. i'll have to live with the mistake's, and change my heart back to stone like it was a long time ago, the time when i just didn't care was so much easier
Old one
Feb 2016 · 264
Untitled
I feel so empty
So lifeless
So dead inside

I wonder does my heart still pump
Does my blood still flow
Or is my body as empty as my soul

Crawling trough live as a living corpse
No emotions no feelings only the cold slowly devouring the warmth and my humanity I once was so proud of…

Because one can only go forward
Jan 2016 · 327
A perspective
To bend the world's logic to your will, to turn logic into illogic, to turn sadness into happiness, to turn emotions into thoughts that's real power
Dec 2015 · 407
Forgotten
Their you are, passing by
Not even a look or a smile
And gone you are again
For this brief moment i felt broken and forgotten
I could feel the blood rushing to my head my heart beating like never before
All to find out that you never really cared
That our friendship was an act and my love based on lies
And now all I'm left with is why...
Nov 2015 · 384
Talk
I remember it well the way you walked when I saw you the first time, magical like an enchanting.
I never spoke to you l,I didn't dare it

You spoke to me once, the sweet sound of your voice made me forget about the world. But even now I didn't dare to speak

Now all I do is wonder and think about what could have been if I only dared to talk
Talking so natural for some, so impossible for other's
How it is
Nov 2015 · 319
Untitled
We meant to spend today together
What a fool was I
Should have know it was too good to be true
Now I'm here again on my own
Lost my way again
Makes you think
Not the fun kind of thinking
At least I learned something
What a waste of time
But here are the voices again
Everything is gonna be alright
For a price that is
Something you used to do without:
Give up your sanity, life in the dark once again
From a not so distant past
Nov 2015 · 360
Lone wolf
i feel lonely,
i don't know why, with all my friends
surrounding me
being there for me
still i feel like a wolf who lost his pack
since you left i'm a different man
but without you
my life seems incomplete
From a distant past
Nov 2015 · 361
Empty
What's a man without purpose,
Just wandering the surface of the earth,
Aimlessly and pointlessly,
Every day dying a little from the inside out,
Slowly turning into an empty shell,
An empty shell who give's up on the fight,
Until he becomes one with the surface he wandered for so long
Nov 2015 · 345
Borders
at the borders of society we roam,
we who are not bound by stereotypes,
we who are not considered normal,
we who are considered the trash of this
world,
we who are weird and creepy or considered  crazy,
we who are ourselves no matter how hard we are pushed,
but together we are one, we stand stronger than they ever will.
because we know the pain they never will of being isolated from the world,
but we also know the joy and happiness of finding the same as us
we are different than most and we should take pride in it

— The End —