And I know
that there are moments
when you wish
she was more like
me..

--Random Thoughts & Whiskey Courage

You swam in the ocean of tears.
You stayed in the forest of death.
You ate the fruit of hatred.
You killed the one of love.
You spoke the words of hell.


Kept all of the tears in one place.
Protected the nature of death.
Kept eating all hatred.
You killed the one that you love.
Only you can bear the words from hell.

Broken is the color of my heart
A teardrop, the sound of my mind
Alone is the taste of my thoughts
Nothing, all i feel tonight.

Landet hvor hver tiende borger sluger piller
for at få dagene til at hænge sammen
hvor farver rød, gul og grøn ikke
længere betyder kærlighed, lykke og håb
men er farverne på piller mod
depression, søvnløshed og angst
alligevel er vi for stolte til at indrømme
at kendte og fremmede ansigter drukner
i regnbuepiller og titusinde bivirkninger

I smoke my cigarettes to the filter and drink my wine like other's drink their water,
it's in my genetics.
Death would not be the worst but I do not wish for it because,
death can be many things.

Death can be when you lose your first love or when the person who raised you closes his eyes for the last time.
Death can be dwelling on the past when you're supposed to let go.
Death can be letting go and sometimes,
that is the best thing that happens in one's entire lifetime.
Death.

It is looked upon as the end of the world for some and the,
beginning of a new unknown world for other's.

Death is what you make it as well as,
living because if you haven't lived,
how are you supposed to die?

(e.k.j.)