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  Aug 2014 Emma Kolditz Jensen
bones
I cannot write
I cannot find
behind the creases
of my mind
the words to fill
another line,
those words wait
out of sight
for now I
cannot write.
** hum
I thought it had been going pretty well.
I thought this was easy,
I have not given you a single thought,
I have not cried a single tear.

but now it's 12:21,
on a Friday night,
usually on this time,
we would have talked,
but it's quiet.

I was stupid,
and turned on your favorite song.
tears were coming.
not just a single one,
but a whole flood.

why am I putting myself through this,
when we haven't even met?
when I know,
that you haven't given me a single thought,
or cried a single tear?

(e.k.j.)
Heroes - David Bowie
1977.
you could sit with my ****** wrists in your hands and i'd still insist that i was fine

i could sit in front of you crying and still make you believe that i am just tired

*(c.m.h)
i never meant to hurt you
but eventually.. i did
i wouldnt dream about letting you down
but i did anyways
i didnt wanna make you sad..
but i failed at making you smile
i have no choice left then saying goodbye..
but i cant

(c.m.h)
  Jul 2014 Emma Kolditz Jensen
leena
if you are leaving
stay gone
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