Times like these
I miss you
a little more

-em vidar

Everytime I see that bird fly,
I just want to go and catch up that sky.
Every morning I find a flower blossom,
I get  a reason to be awesome.
But the wind that flows through me,
Makes me feel like I need to be like thee.
The stars that shine all the day along,
Do I need to be them until I get what I long?
But tonight and today it's just me who I am
And will stay the same despite those feelings I swam....

I disappear in my life
never seen
never heard

trying so hard
to find  a map
to set the path

the only thing
I always find
is  you

tonight I saw
a falling star
It fell on Earth
the star lost
its shine
that's why It can
never go back
A girl pick it up
brought it home
hung it by the window
and everyday the girl
gives it a pat
cheering for its
glow to comeback
I only need your smile
for my glow to comeback

I can't breath..
My life is far to complicated ..
I can't sleep..
My life is little war...
I can't love..
My life is so destructive..
You can come if you wish..
For a moment..
You can come in my day..
For a kiss..
You can come in my bed ..
If you want..
Just to hug me..
Just to kiss me..
Just to love me..
...In my dream..
...for a moment..
Tonight...

I remember last night
With a sunset sky
Pink
Lilac
Baby blues and glimmering golds
I wanted to see you today
But I couldn't
Not really
I remember last night
When we talked until the streetlights turned on
When I put little white daisies in your hair
And you smiled for me
I wanted to do that tonight
But I couldn't
Sadly
I remember last night
When we sat by the creek
And caught fireflies
Flickering in the dimming light
Like little neon stars
I wanted to do that tonight
But I couldn't
And it hurt

Each time  
I reach
for you

I find
an empty
space

Rocks in my apartment,
I don't clean.

You see, the fluffy pillows
host a party tonight,
seems like all my enemies
are invite.
There's blood in the floor, indeed.

Music captures the shaky windows,
curtains dancing in the backround,
tragedy hits the door
right from the shadows.

I don't want to be here.
Listening is painfull,
watching gets knives in my lungs,
the guests are laughing on me.
Anxiety says hi.

The house shouts "Welcome",
please,
I only need sadness for my art.