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Nienke Jun 2015
een meisje wilt iets
na een feest
slapen bij jou
want ze is nog nooit
zo ver weg geweest

aan jouw zijde sta ik
en met meelevend hart
zei je 'dat is goed'
op dat moment zei ik
'goodbye' to my mood

ik hou me groot
ik hou mijn mond
terwijl ik wil zakken
me laten vallen
op de grond

als van binnen
een demoon of meer
mij aan het verslinden zijn
negatief van de pijn
ik voel me klein

dat het goed is, zei je
tegen wat?
bij mijn ex had ik hier
nooit last van
geen moeite mee gehad

nu graaf ik dan misschien
elke keer mijn graf
maar dit hier was een droom
gebroken wakker
is niet iets dat ik mezelf gaf

en ik weet niet wat te zeggen
weet niet wat ik moet doen

misschien is jouw hart goed
maar zo is onze ****
laat het de onze blijven
niet verpesten door een heks

rampscenarios om te overleven
bedrogen door eigen boven kamer
maar om **** niet erger te maken
is het soms beter te zwijgen

omdat je de 'ja' hebt
maar 'nee' nog **** krijgen
Nienke Jun 2015
and then finally the rain
tears locked up inside
broken days of pain
thanks to my heavy heart
the moon and the wine
i'm getting so tired of
this dark poison of mine
now the snakes are gone
it seems too late..

she's tired, can't even sleep
the morning serves her
a new day to try
another day in vain
she is so tired of trying
but still dreaming to gain
total comprehension
no need for certain words
and lying dreams

dreaming dreams of an end
the end of the everlack
i feel a lot but it's stucked..
shall i ever have words?
and enough tears..
shall they ever leave me?
Nienke Jun 2015
i wish i could do more than this
i wish i could make you really happy
so you'd never have to face the darkness
never more. and i would **** for it..
but i know you won't let me

i whisper you my honest words
i have trust in you, your little girl
it will be alright if you keep faith
inside i feel the anger of injustice
and i simply stay calm and close

what evil dares to take such a big part
of your life, of your tender heart
they tried to fill it with black
i wish i could give her back
i can only give you red..

all good you exist of i return
meanwhile in your eyes i read
someone is still missing
someone is a part of you
i wish i could change it by kissing

now i know love, unstoppable
who deserved what years ago?
i wish to have known the possible
a little bit earlier in our existence
existing and making ourselves tired

so outrageous for the soul
but it also has made us grown
this crap has fed us with intelligence
for others unknown feelings, hatred
running blood in my veins

way too much salt water in my heart
it's easy to flow with all the sadness
but ain't gonna tell me to go back to start
it makes me strive a little bit more
because we deserve each other

i never want to be afraid anymore
i want to fight and improve
without losing something
i can fight and improve
without losing some thing

how i appreciate i can finally give it
and feel like it's me being able to live
someone was always missing
someone was a part of me
it was the love in me - i couldn't give
Nienke May 2015
perdido en un sueño
sin sonambulismo
mi piel del nieve
con las hojas de hierba
tantas cosas
tanta gente
y yo
incapacitado
en silencio
nunca más
el silencio
y yo, ahora en paz
con mi verdadera amiga
cerré mi boca para siempre
Nienke May 2015
zo lang vechten
iets om te hechten
geef mijn mijn rechten
terug

leef
leven
recht om te leven
zonder streven

vrouw zonder einde
een punt in de zin
met tegenzin
de waanzin
Nienke May 2015
the bark echoes through my heart
stucked in a cage, forever
judged at birth
he was just a little pup
while some others ran free
the egoism of human
and none understands
i hope you die neighbour!
call it a soul that lives there
while a lonely dog's bark contains much more
than the soul of such deadmans
in a life without compassion

free me
free me..
Nienke Apr 2015
what do you want from me
always bother, never let me sleep
always looking at me, moon
why don't you just come down?
when all clouds washed away from you
together we watch over this town

without the singing birds
without all buzzing people
only a few street lanterns to see
and my face, glowing in your light
sharing thoughts and words of rhythm
makes it a pretty special night*

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