Brings a smile into my mind
Feels like toasted chestnuts in winter
Like a soft towel when you’re wet and cold
A comfy sweater to snuggle up in
A candle in the dark
Sounds like droplets on dry ground
A cup of tea when you have a cold
Warmth that spread in my chest
A duvet that protects against the world
Fresh air in a cave
Has the most beautiful eyes
A smile to make me cry
And the heart to heal the world.
A voice to smooth all pain
The mind to rule it all, but not the need
Grue en papier
Tomber lentement
Plis cachaient
Belle
Mais fragile
Bords en feu
Papillons en papier
Chute, dégringole
Papillons de feu
Délicat
Cendre et lueur
Déjà brûlant jusqu’à
La fin
Les lucioles sont tout
Ce qui reste
Silence
It fills my mind
Screaming at me
All the unease is on
Me
But the silence is screaming at me
Pulling at the strings of my soul
Until only uncertainties remain
Unraveling it all
Water
The strings are drenched
The silence
Freezing them to be
Brittle
The silence is screaming at them
The strings of my soul so cold
Gnawing uncertainties that break
My unravelled mind
Must fill the silence
Who am I to claim anything anyway
Tattered and torn
Fluttering to the wind
Like some castaway
Who am I to be anything anyway
Rough, uncut
Bull rushing through
A China display
Stupid, Clumsy, Hurting you
Everything I don’t want to be
Everything I don’t want to do
Who am I to want anything anyway
No demands
Only give up
Upset and afraid
As long as you don’t hurt.
As this corpse
This carcass
Wanders the poppy fields
Of friendships past
Seems at last
They bloom.
Cornucopia
Of warmth
Joyously sharing positives
How fortunate I
Tears I cry
Of joy.
Now this oaf
This ogre
Stomp in mirth the flowers
Leaving naught
But distraught
Memories.
Cold claws
Gripping my heart
Churning and turning
My lungs
Until I cannot breathe
Hot knives
Cutting my mind
Stirring and burning
My thoughts
Until I cannot think
Fear grips my soul
As my thoughts betray me
This is not normal
Why is this fear
Tearing me apart
How is this anxiety
Invading my mind
I’m sorry
I’m useless
Forgive my
Obtuseness
Icy spikes
Piercing my soul
Stabbing and jabbing
My core
Until but panic remain
I am a mirror
Cracked
Broken
Shattered
In pieces all over the floor
Memories of breaking
Break me again
Shatter my surface
Chills down my spine
As emptiness fill the cracks
Hands in my hair
Rocking back and forth
Commiserating myself
I am a mirror
Empty
Lightless
Negligible
Can’t see nothing in me
Stars bright
Shine in the night
Some brighter than others.
Dark skies
Speak of demise
Of friendships and, of lovers.
True or not
Still there’s hope
Not all is lost
Surely
Silence my enemy
Darkness my nemesis
Memories of the stars
poke holes in the dark
And the sound of hope
Helping me cope
Stars bright
Shine in the night
Some brighter than others
How cruel the Norns
Have woven my mind
Fit for a fate unknown.
Burn with desire
At both ends of wick
Freyr tells the tale too well.
None for pain
Nor hurt no one ever
Sunk into the well of Mimer
Knowing too well
The pain caused by care
Too much said for my own sake
Far from surprise
At the end of everything
As the wick burns to cinder
No water from well
Nor compassion from love
Can stop my fate from burning.
It’s not you, it’s me
You break away, but it isn’t you
You are the best part of life
My only regrets are hurting you
Hurting everyone
It’s not you, it’s me
I said nothing, but said too much
I didn’t see the signs at all
The unforseen consequence as such
Hurting everyone
You should know
I love you much
More than you can know
What bad may come
You touched
My soul
It isn’t you
It’s me
It’s not you, it’s me
No parlor tricks can’t save me now
Dress it down and up again
All I can do will be for show
Hurting everyone
I’m hurting everyone
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