Why they cry She had only opened her eyes for a few seconds, and she had already seen her whole life flash before her eyes. No, she wasn't dying, but it was as if she were, she thought, seeing what destiny lied before her. A life of pain, grieve, tears, lies, hope and love, lust and sin, a life of ups and downs, a life of goods and bads, a life of fulfillment and of despair. She had barely put one little toe in this new world, and she had already felt the putrid smell of death in the wards surrounding her, the mingled odor of sweat, emptiness and hatred. The sound of people dying, suffering or coldly laughing in their insanity had hit her little
don't free medon't free me8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your fingers tangled in my hair
Your slow, hot breath embraced my own.
The painful quiver of your lips
Scarred a marking in my skin.
Your blue innocent glance
Was tainted once again by lust,
Desire had our hearts at last
Your scent took hold of my despair
And I was thrown into the depths of sin
Your shivers made sure I was trapped
Don't free me.
To threeI want to hurt myself so muchTo three9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Knowing that I've lost your touch
Knowing that you've left me here
Trembling with rage and fear.
It makes me want to run and shout
Being left in so much doubt
Turning left, then turning right
Trying hard to find the light.
It makes me want to kiss your cheek
You made me strong when i was weak
You held me closer through the rain
Held my head up, shared my pain.
i amTo touch your wooden skini am8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To kiss your copper lips
To feel your iron touch
I don't know how to smile
I don't know how to cry
I don't do reactions
I don't live, I don't die.
Show me how to be
How to live and how to die
Pour your soul in me
Give me all your lies.
I don't want to hold you
I don't want your touch
Show me that you know me.
spiegelingde inkt druiptspiegeling7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
het papier tegemoet
uit de vlekken
vormt zich dan
van m'n ziel
alsof het uit het niets
de lucht uit viel
Ik hou me vast
aan het blad
waar ik mezelf
tot ik er
dwars door kijk
de essentie tussen
zonder vrees, bedeesd
tot ik verweesd
in het niets staar
en alleen dan
voel ik me
weer een beetje meer