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i need a hug,
not a false side one.
a really long one.
one in which i just disappear from the world.

nothing else will matter.
not the fact that me and you
have both moved on and found someone new.
i need one so tight
that i can feel my bones being crushed and pressured
until they s h a t t e r .

until
i
see
nothing
but
a
black
screen.

because all of what i've seen
is pain and hurt.
people fall and are pushed to
instantly get back up and brush off the dirt.

let's hug.
until
we
both
disappear.
On the offchance
that there is a chance

I'll be taking
it.
Overbodig vol, een kar te groot
In de schaduw van piepende wieltjes
Een kwart voor in de sloot,
Een kwart voor halve zieltjes.

Ik bestel best elk omarmend
voorwerp dat ik, eens bij zinnen,
zal verwerpen eerder dan beminnen.

Elke keer en elke keer.

De cirkel ontmoet de grenzen,
Dat ziet ook een bijziende zonder lenzen.
Wij wijden uit.

Mijn mening over zinloosheid,
even fris als de zin van fruit.
Ik heb wel trek in een kiwi maar dit moest er even uit?
Be patient with me
I’m still a work in progress

Somedays I seem put together
But that paint’s not dry just yet

One day I’ll get this right
I’m sorry
With paper bag hands
I try
desperately and with great
concentration
to calm
soothe
stroke and entrance
the fluttering bird
of your love
As I plummeted, I cast my gaze skyward.

With a faint smile, I reached out, yearning for a tender hand to halt my descent.

But alas, none came.

The heavens, once radiant, lost their splendor.

I turned my eyes to the abyss below.

Its darkness gripped my soul with terror, yet still, I longed for a thorned hand to seize mine.

But alas, none came.

With all the strength left in me, I cried out.

And then, in the depths of despair, I grasped my own hand.

In that moment, my eyes opened, and I smiled.
Come away to a quiet place,  says love,
and I will reveal what it is your heart desires.

Come, travel an unknown path
strip yourself of all that is familiar.

Come be led by love
and find your hearts desire.
Sometimes it's easier to build new bridges
Than try to repair broken ones
Midnight thoughts
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