Stephan van Pinksteren Poems

I'm sensitive when I write rhymes,
And with my head in the clouds.
It happens sometimes.
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Deep down inside,
I feel evil in me.
It's so hard to deal with,
I only want to be free.
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Taking my body was the first mistake,
Tearing It apart was the second.
Oh please depression go away,
So I can be free one day.
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Have you ever been lost,
Totally cut off from reality
Have you ever sensed a deep dark void.
Because that’s my specialty.
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My prison of shame,
The shackles of fear.
Chains of the past,
A future nowhere near.
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Every time I look at her,
Even if it's only a picture.
My breath stops and my heart pounds.
I being wrecked by those horrible sounds.
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I wish I could be that,
I hoped that someone could show me the way.
But I'm better of dead.
Or at least gone far and far away.
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Love isn't paradise,
Love isn't pretty.
Please be wise,
Don't do it like me.
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There is a big void in my heart,
Empty and nothing to find.
Once it was full with love.
Filled with someone so kind.
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Meaningless in every way,
Trying to figure it out.
The one reason for me to stay,
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