Hipsters

In this freezing cold weather
I tune in to Novo Amor
The day is gloomy
I am tucked into warm bed
that I can barely move
This song is my hope
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Schizophrenic love

The nights are hot
Days feel warmer
Feet are cold
Winter never felt longer
Never liked summer
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Lost[I]

Will you remember me
if I give up my life right now
Boy, do I fear death
Ask a happy person if he prefers to die
The answer is a straight “No”
Oh the irony.
There’s this fear of being forgotten,
then again
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Worthless woes

The gravitation of my favourite bed
These few months, I am not myself

I find it extremely easy to stare at a white screen for as long as I know
Back resting on the cold walls, on the bed
It’s winter and the walls are cold
But I need to settle down the heat burning inside of me.

Waking up is the hardest thing to do
So are the best parts of my life, the things I loved,

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