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Marte Lindholm Sep 2016
Don't be scared to feel,
Happy when you can't stop smiling,
Sad when you're fighting back those tears,
Scared when your heart is beating insane,
Angry when you feel the heat inside you,
Surprised when you find out something new.

And the most important part is;
Don't be scared to feel love,
Because it is like you finally find out something new,
You can't stop smiling and your heart is beating insane,
You feel the heat inside of you, your cheeks blushing,
And when it doens't end like you wanted,
Feel the tears stream down your face,
And know love is not a single feeling,
It is all feelings in one.
Marte Lindholm Sep 2016
A ******* her own
With a broken heart
Seeking a shoulder to cry on
And that she will get

Her friend offers her comfort
And gives her the kindest words
Spending a lot of time together
The friendship grows and grows

Her broken heart is healed
She feels so happy
Because of him
Or is it really that simple?

Because friendship grew to romance
And her feelings became so strong
That she no longer knew how
This will ever go

She asked him out
And he said yes
Her heart skipped a beat
She was so happy

But when she thought it was working
She soon had to find out it wasn't
Because he loved another girl
She was so sure he was

Her mood changed to the worse
She didn't smile anymore
Her heart in intense pain
And all hope lost

But then again
He seemed so interested
They seemed to have something
Something so special, or?

He spent less and less time with her
And she lost all hope
She tried to tell him, she tried so hard
But he didn't seemed to understand

Maybe they weren't meant to be
Maybe he loved another girl
Maybe she was just stupid
Or maybe just a hopeless romantic
Marte Lindholm May 2016
He loved his grandfather
So very very much
When his grandfather died
He was so sad
So very very sad
But he didn't cry in the funeral

Years later, this boy was still sad
And he blamed himself
For not crying in the funeral
He thought he was a terrible person
"Who doesn't cry in funerals?"

No one told him that
Crying is one way to show you're sad
One way
Not the only way

I wish someone had told him that
  May 2016 Marte Lindholm
Barker
Her heart was full of bookmarks
From those who had once loved her pages,
But not enough to finish what they had started.
Marte Lindholm May 2016
One day I visited the graveyard
My face all covered by a hood
Looking at all the stones so hard
On all of them, my name it stood

They all standing in a long, long line
One stone for every time I'd lied
Lied about being all great and fine
One stone for every time I'd died

If I'd only been true to myself
It's too late, I can't be mended
I wouldn't put me on the shelf
I guess now my life has ended
Marte Lindholm May 2016
Isn't it scary
Laying down in the dark
Closing your eyes
Preparing to slip away?
How can you be so sure
That you will ever wake up?
Most likely you will
But one time you won't
Marte Lindholm May 2016
He fell in love with the Moon
So beautiful and pretty
Reflecting the light
Of the others

But he should have known that
If he seeks for true happiness
He should have fell in love
With the Sun

Because without the Sun
The Moon won't shine
And when the sun disappears
The Moon will too
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