The Perfect World

I’m trying to learn to find a balance Between giving and receiving, being grounded and believing Between ignorance and knowledge, wearing blinkers and seeing   I try to find a way to feel, but not to hurt too much Because sometimes, the world is on my shoulders I move with a heavy heart I see … Continue reading The Perfect World

Poetic Lover

Every line he speaks to me, sounds like poetry Unintended and unaware, unconscious and unprepared I love the words he speaks, the letters that cross his lips I love the way he pronounces, every sentence sounds like magic I don’t think he knows, how much he makes me write How much he inspires me, all … Continue reading Poetic Lover

Roses

In my room there is a glass vase with dead roses in it. Even though the drought caught them and turned their colour darker, they’re still beautiful to me. I won’t touch the petals, because I know they’ll crack. So I adore them at a distance, I let them be still and look sad. The … Continue reading Roses

Pieces of My Mind

I went from insecure, to confident, from immature to self-aware, to breaking my unconsciousness and living for the unprepared. I came to love the unexpected and to hate all that was planned, I suffered from the consequences and the way life went. I have no idea where I am going, where I’ve been or where I’m … Continue reading Pieces of My Mind

Tired

I am tired of me. Tired of my face, my smile and my way of thinking. I am tired of all my emotions and the way I am feeling. I avoid my mirror, listening to my own voice, the sound of my footsteps, every sound, every noise, coming from my own body. I loved myself … Continue reading Tired