Your heart carressed mine
by the very moment we met
- I stepped back
didn't want to feel.
...
Autumn-killer skies
flying in at spring
dark and wavy clouds
forcing to get through.
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Guess there's not much to say, actually. Love to write. Always have. Biggest dream to become an author as profession; working my hardest to reach it. My writings usually comes from the dark and depressive feelings and sides of me... not that I don't know of happiness. It's just not what I show in my poetry. Anyways, comments are always welcome - and my biggest gratefulness, towards those who spare the time to read my writings: o))
Your Salvation, Not Mine
Your heart carressed mine
by the very moment we met
- I stepped back
didn't want to feel.
Like a used piece of cloth
soaked in oil and betrayal
you hung at my soul
stuck like a scar.
Everywhere I walked
I had to remember
- those dark words
- those hidden intents.
Even in my bed
my safety, my rest
you watched over me
like the shadow of darkness.
I couldn't live
breathe, exist
with your bony fingers
strangling my mind.
And so you had to die
I demolished your being
for me to go on
we couldn't stay together.