What is it that I'm feeling?
Am I not feeling a thing?
I am trying
To at least cling
...
Blink and you'll miss it.
I wonder who first said that line
Blink and you'll miss it.
...
this constant stationary of nothingness has caused my lack of inspiration
thoughts buried deep deep in the head causing no motion
deeper than anything but the ocean
...
my heart is lumpy and pumpy
you are more adorable than all puppies
I see your eyes
...
i say this is a poem
for the i's i use to refer to me to are small
i say this is a poem
for i have emphasized that this is, indeed, a poem
...
I am sick
I am a sick and demented soul who finds pleasure
and a sense of importance
...
Whe I write about
What I now want to write about
I try to evoke an emotion
...
I'm half german, half indonesian. Born in Germany, moved to Indo when I was 5. But I'm moving to London in July. I dont really share my writings. I dont come here all too often. Just when I'm REALLY bored. Wow, do I sound boring. Sorry. -NN (my name isnt really Natalie Nicholls. But I dont dare put my name to these writings))
What Is It?
What is it that I'm feeling?
Am I not feeling a thing?
I am trying
To at least cling
To something worth mentioning
The phone goes ring ring
No ringtone about bling bling
Heavily I am sweating
With all the arguments I'm hearing
Tightly I am closing
My ears that are whitening
With all the pressure I am giving
As not to hear anything
Alone in silence I am lying
Those people have stopped ranting
Those people have stopped being
Two beings with no meaning
Alone in silence I am lying
What is it that I'm feeling?
Am I not feeling a thing?
I am trying to cling
To something worth mentioning