thought

it is what it is.. or was. it's too early to make conclusions. it's too early to say anything at all. everything that happend happend. only just a couple words i'd might take back. if it ended, it ended on a fine note.



-n

something sad

lately, the tears have gotten to me
they have catched up on me
so now im crying myself to sleep again
while wondering if somethings wrong
or if it is just a bad habit



-n

træt

mine øjne græder mens mine øjenvipper filtrer sig sammen og klør og kradser og det er en smerte der ikke kan beskrives fordi den er mere psykisk end fysisk og så er det svært at vide hvornår lussingerne er nyttige




-n

...

"you should see me now"



-n

MÅL

mål
ålm
låm
mlå
åml
lmå







-n

bringing color #9

 

 

 

 

 

-n

a realisation

i realised, i can't beat you at your own game
you make and break the rules and i just can't follow
i can't look through it, i can't look through you
so i'll stop trying



-n

urte te og sandpapir

græder over egyptisk urte te
pudser min næse i sandpapir






-n

kold sne

det jeg engang synes var smukt, gerne ville være
det er det, jeg tager afstand fra
det er det, jeg ikke har lyst til at fremstå som
jeg vil ikke være rodet, frastødende, kompliceret, en taber
jeg ville ikke have pletter, huller, syninger der trevler
det er derfor, jeg løber i den koldeste sne
jeg vil gerne være perfekt

another one

the disappointment is repeated
and as your hope; your expectations are too high
they say it's about keeping your head up
always hoping for the better
but it really hurts, doesn't it, when what you are hoping for
will never ever happen
and your dreams; they will never ever come true




-n

just something

sometimes people change for the worst
and then there is just nothing else to say
(im not even drunk)




-n

thoughts on a thursday

i have to get it out
but tears won't fall
not tonight, not ever
and i've been drinking just a little
so my thoughts are clear and real
why do i punish myself
why do i try
it's over, everything is done
and nobody cares anymore




-n

bider og bider

jeg bider det i mig
ja det er jo det jeg gør i
det er det der er min ting
det er det jeg gør i

du er sådan en der siger det hele køre mens det går i stå
du er sådan en der giver en drøm en sofa at sove på
du trækker din stol væk under dit bord hvor du har din fod
du skal fandme ikke have nogen til at rode rundt i dit hoved

men din arm kan ikke nå
dine ben har ikke flere skridt
dit hjerte kan ikke tænke

jeg bider det i mig
du bider og bider
det er det jeg gør i
det har altid været din ting
det er jo det der er min ting
så slå dog hånden gennem ruden
det er det jeg bare gør i
jeg bider det i mig
ja det er det du gør i
jeg er sådan en der bider det i mig
ja det er det jeg gør i

s og p


-n

bringing color #9

 

about being trapped

and claustophobic

 

 

 

-n

HUSK

husk dig selv
husk at huske de ting du før har lovet
husk på hvem du er
husk især hvem du ikke er
og husk dit hjerte i det hele



-n

this time

this time i will succeed





-n

kaffe / kaffe

en og så to kopper kaffe
mælk og sødetabletter
er ikke helt voksen endnu





-n

. . .

i miss doing something that i genuinely care about


-n

minty sky

the sky is minty looking, just like candy; pastel purple, blue and orange; slightly pink. it makes the grass look greener and it makes life seem much easier. so very simple; though very detailed: a sight that is above divine; indescribable. the moments of beauty that makes you appreciate living on this earth, beeing able to see, think and feel. someday, i will show you this beauty; the time has to be right. so for now, i will keep it to myself; a frozen memory, a picture taken on the inside.

undone


-n

pathetic monolouge

it's not that im not miserable anymore, because i am - and probably more than i have ever been. i just can't write. and it pains me that my missery isn't even inspiring anymore. it's just draining and making me tired. i don't think i have ever been this tired. not this kind of tired. coffee doesn't even work. my eyes are haning lower than they usually do and i feel like my brain is slowly shutting down. one bit at a time. im having such a hard time just being and it scares me like hell. i don't want to be in the middle of this and i don't wan't to struggle so much to just get through the day. a regular day. i think maybe im sick but i don't know. and what would my diagnosis be? depression, paranoia, anxiety - who knows? and who would ever know, because i could never tell them about it. about what's going on. sometimes i feel crazy and other times i don't. mostly im just tired.. so i'll go to sleep and hope that tomorrow won't come. how pathetic is that?



-n