melancholia.

it both chokes me and frees me, haunts me and inspires me, breaks me and heals me, leaves a bittersweet aftertaste in the corners of my mouth. the night holds my heart in the way you used to hold this damaged organ. i remember how you held my hand, unwillingly to let go, while strolling … Continue reading melancholia.

Our Love Story

Our love story: So brutally broken, so beautifully written We burned so bright, but our light dimmed so swiftlyLike a candle in the wind, we faded, like a raindrop in the ocean, we dissolved, in the crowd again, after a short amount of time We walk among the people in the busy streets, for now … Continue reading Our Love Story

Creating Perfection

Always striving, looking for perfection In colours, in objects, in patterns, in actions Always searching for the perfect thoughts For a flawless mind and a beautiful heart Always mixing until everything’s matching Style is important, take care of your settings No bright colours allowed here in this room No piece of clothing that doesn’t suit … Continue reading Creating Perfection

City Sadness

As I’m wandering the foreign streets, I can’t help but wonder The lives of all those strangers cross mine for a split second What are they doing here? What is their purpose? Is it just money or family, love or are they chasing their dreams? I’m not quite sure if it’s alright to say that … Continue reading City Sadness

Me & My Art

I wish people stopped comparing artworks. Art is not, in any way, made to be compared. There is no competition, there is no good or bad (to some extent of course). But comparing art would be like comparing feelings. ‘Oh, I feel sadder than you’ or ‘I bet you can’t carry more guilt than I … Continue reading Me & My Art