I'd rather live my life not knowing
When I'll pack up my belongings
And wave cold goodbyes to my loved ones
Watch them heal themselves at the funeral
Which isn't really for me
But for their hurt hearts
It'll be then when my world transforms
To black and white
Colorless
No more happiness
They cry when I'm born
They cry when I die
And thy cry with every little other thing
That's hurt me in my life
Why is sadness a thing?
Sadness is like a *** of gum
It has that initial burst of flavor
Which slowly fades away
But you still chew it
Because it's there
And you just for some reason
You don't let it go
Until you go to bed
Where you can just experience
A nightmare
Instead
Though I'd rather not know my death day
Until the snow is melted
And I am imbetted
In the ground

Dear you


You who I don't remember

I didn't try to forget you

As I forgot others

You just slipped away like a meal I had yesterday

No offense

And I apologize if it was taken

I know the feeling

And it wasn't on purpose

The funny thing is 

I've tried to forget other's

To no avail

And I only remembered you

One day on the bus 

When I saw your face and remembered

You remembered me


I could tell by your face

And I know now why we didn't talk

Not because of a useless conversation

Or a phone number to keep in touch

Not because of misplaced hate

More like disturbed feelings

I hurt you and I am sorry

And you hate me now

I hope I am human but the feelings I feel

Aren't hurt by you

And not to say I don't care

But by next week you won't be there

And I've been in your position and have been forgotten

So I'm human by nature and wrongfully rotten

To you who I don't remember

And for those who don't remember me

Out of sight and out of mind is where we will always seem to be

By: Sverre G. Holter & Digital Asylum*

I|

I am a man. I was put on
Earth to bleed from my hands.
Work is my virtue. I only sleep well
If I'm exhausted.
Your food and shelter is my gain.
My sweat is the salt on our table.

II|

I *am a man, but also child
with a paper-mache heart and
sandcastle dreams, a child wishing
for later tides while we play
splashing in and out of the waves
but the tide always comes,
and castles crumble, and we
we tell ourselves that there's no need for fear
because we will build stronger walls
tomorrow

III|

Today is our day though
Let us work at love.
Let us play with love.
Let us dance until our feet
Blister and we collapse
Laughing into each other's arms in equal fatigue.
All I want is you.
All I have is you.
All I've never lost is love.
It is our costliest toy;
Unbroken

IV|

Unbroken it may be for now
yet the time will come, as with all good things
where life and love will come to its bitter end
our lives will have ran their course
and in that moment, we will know and be known
we will laugh our last laugh
we will drink and be merry
knowing we loved and were loved
and as the water comes washing in
we still stand behind walls of sand
and we will face the tide together

*unafraid