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Marte Lindholm Mar 2017
After a long time
With sadness and crying,
Finally the sun started
To shine again

The songs went
From sad to happy
And so did the mood,
Thoughts and feelings

A new love,
A new hope.
I am afraid,
But curious as well

Finally things seem
To make sense again
And it is impossible
To see how this ever can end

But with the experience
Earlier made I know
That even the best
Can turn into the worst

Hey, let's enjoy it
When I still can
This can be different
This can be good
Marte Lindholm Feb 2017
I am not the girl
Who the boys
Buy flowers to
Or love endlessly

I am not the girl
Who the girls
Want to be
Or be with

I am the girl
Who writes sad
Poems and listens
To music late a.m.
Marte Lindholm Feb 2017
Have you ever
loved someone so much
but lost them
way too soon?

You were supposed
to grow old together
but you ended up
growing old alone.

On your deathbed
you were given one last wish
"The moon" you said
Why did you say so?

If you could only
go back in time
and find out why,
why the moon.

It was her, it was always her
Your beloved wife
If you ever were apart
You'd go to the moon

That's why, you see, no cliché
"I love you to the moon and back"
no, let's go there together
to the moon, you and I.
Inspired by the most amazing game ever, To the Moon.
Marte Lindholm Feb 2017
She gave you bruises
Bruises that won't heal
But you don't blame her
Because you loved her so much

So everytime you feel sad and
Miss her more than ever
You begin to scratch them up
And watch them bleed

Just to feel the pain again
The pain feels so real
That's exactly what you want
Feelings that are real
Marte Lindholm Feb 2017
Answer my tenderness
With love, not hate.
And my drunkness,
It is getting too late.

The drugs you gave
I am getting addicted.
I became your slave
This is what I predicted.
Here we go again
Marte Lindholm Feb 2017
Do me a favour
Sing me to sleep
And pray for me
To never wake up

Life is too tough
and complicated
For me to fully live
and enjoy anymore

And when it all
Finally comes to all
I think a song is a good
Way for it all to end

Please.
When life gets too tough
Marte Lindholm Feb 2017
Still I have the urge
To take the knife up
And do stupid things
Like I used to before

But no, I don't do it
Instead I drown myself
In loud music and tears
With literally no end

Am I becoming mad?
I don't know anymore
But this seems like
A fine way to suffer
//Trying to do things right//
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