me & my friends we had pasta for breakfast & chocolate for dinner. we got lost in the alleys & got drunk on sparkling water. we made husbands out of strangers & a house out of dreams. we chased the lights of the city & fell in love with the london breeze. our feet led … Continue reading me & my friends
Stuck in reality I’ve been lost in the cities, ignored the way back home. I’ve been a stranger to many and I trusted impure souls. I’ve been looking and wandering and trying to figure out. My soul-path, my purpose, the reason why I’m in this world. I’ve tried to chase dreams, but this wasn’t easy. … Continue reading Stuck in reality
I opened up in the midst of the hurricane, hoping that you could help me stitching up the wounds, that were souvenirs from the battles I fought against my own flesh, blood, bones and nerves. I thought maybe this time I was right to believe the weather forecast, even though I’ve always been a sceptic. … Continue reading ‘you’re naive’ – ‘i know’
I lost the keys to my heart So I’ve been sleeping with doors wide open Wind’s blowing through the window I’m hoping You come in with the rain Cause I’ve been wasting my nights sleeping alone Or sharing my bed with this guy I don’t know And his cigarette smoke takes the pain for a … Continue reading Cigarette Smoke
Sometimes I forget to be proud of myself. I’ve been so hard on myself ever since the day I was born. Always striving for perfection, feeling guilty when resting & feeling like I’ve never done enough, like I never tried hard enough. But God, how hard I tried, how hard I try, every day again. … Continue reading Proud
The city is lonely when you wake up on an empty day The city is lonely when you don’t get heartbroken once, but twice The city is lonely when you lose friends you just made The city is lonely when the weather is grey and there’s depression in the sky The city is lonely when … Continue reading The City Is Lonely
And in that moment I remembered, I did recall what brought me here in the first place It was the feeling of truly being alive, it was the feeling that hit me when I was staring at the million rainbow coloured city lights It was the amount of people, all so different and unique, creating … Continue reading Observing
