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xxx xxxxxx Dec 2015
Her er intet blod
Men jeg bløder
Her er ingen tårer
Men jeg græder
Her er ingen lyd
Men jeg skriger
Her er intet liv
Men jeg lever
Lidt endnu
you see this little girl
walking down the street
you'd never know
its death she's trying to beet
because those kids at school will tell her she's not worth it
like she's  second class
like she's not a person
I find i kind of funny
when these kids walk on they all want a friend and she could have been one
this little girl she'll g home and cry
call-in' out to god
'why cant I just die! everyone hates me, I'm just a waste of space, I am not loved and this time I've had enough
everyone turn's  as she fights depression
the only way she can get someone to listen
is when se go's to confession
Like she had something to be ashamed of
when its the kids who make her want to take off
now she's sat up in her room looking out at the moon, sad that she has to go so soon  but, she knows she cant take it anymore
"The world the sick one" she writes in her final words
all she ever wanted was to have fun
now she's braking down like a little kid
she cut at her wrist's she's had enough this
her body hits the ground she had enough of It
now she is gone d you really think that its over
because she's the dead one?
I find it kind of funny
that you think that its over
its a soldier that she needed
and I  failed her, but I will fight on
even when she's gone
for the kids who don't have one
my soared is my song as this winds to an end  I will never back down even when theirs no sight of an end I mad a promise to fight  and I will fight till my end
I just want you to know
their is someone who cares
and if you need
I will forever be their
till the vary end
you don't have to be scared
you dont have to be scared
just take a deep breath, close your eyes
I cant tell you it'll get better
but for now I'll be your reason why
and if I ask can you do me just one thing?
just don't give up, after losing her I've had enough
I know I seem tuff
but I cant take it if you go
if I could I would put us in hand cuffs
to let you know that if you jump were both going down
down,.....down
xxx xxxxxx Jun 2015
Jeg lever bag lukkede mure
Riv mine mure ned
Inden jeg forsvinder helt
Dybet trækker i mig
Jeg er bange for at blive væk i mit indre
Her er intet fred
Hvis bare jeg kunne skrige det væk
Lade verden vide at den er forkert
Jeg er en huleboer af natur
Benægter min afhængighed af hverdagens luksus
Jeg vil hellere end gerne lade mig skylle væk
Skylle væk i drømme utopi
I illusioner og falske fortællinger
Om en verden af rigtige mennesker
Riv mine mure ned
De bliver tykkere hver eneste dag
Jeg lever alene
Her er ingen andre end mig og lydløse skrig
Den konstante angst
De sorte penselstrøg
Jeg har mishandlet solen
Lugten af morgenangst breder sig
Natten har narret mig
Søvnen er ovre
Riv mine mure ned
Ordomkasteren Jan 2015
Nat
I de aller
længste
sorte, mørke nætter
fyldt til randen
med regn
er det så rart
at vandre
forpjasket
fordrukken
over det brolagte
søgende efter det
absolutte ingenting
i mørke kopper
med den næste salige lykke i.
Ordomkasteren Jan 2015
Med morgenånde kysser jeg min smøg
og ønsker min dyne et fortsat godt liv.
carololololo Nov 2014
det er bare tomme ord
tomme ord der fylder rummet
tomme ord der bryder igennem
stilhedens tykke vægge
ord man ved hvis betydning
ikke eksistere
fordi de tomme ord
er ord der bliver sagt
når venskabet allerede har mistet
dets ynde og pragt

*c.t

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