Suicide is the proof of life.
When did my eyes become dead?
Why did they.
Sometimes, they still,
convey more emotions in a flash
thn anyone elses
in the whole world.
Im alone in my room,
my hearbeats
i can hear em,
they sound like silent screams
of something bigger,
far bigger thn just me.
I want to kill the voice, close my eyes and roam around drowning in the darkness.
I dont want to depend on anyone anymore.
Subete wo yami ni.
Yamanai.
I wish i were.
Ahhh .
Je Adore.
I Should, Escape
I should...
Oled päike oled vesi,
oled justkui magus mesi.
Tule siia emba mind
vastutasuks suudlen sind.
Cris 2010.
Thats what it says on the picture he once gave me.
I kinda had forgotten, unpacking my things i found it again.
I dont know what to do with it.
I dont want to keep it.
I dont want to throw it away.
I think, imma burn it.
That smile i have on the picture.
That poem that ment nothing.
Im no longer sad when i look at it tho.
Its just like any other bd present.
Actually, i think it was for the best.
You deserve better,
So do I.
Today is the last day, i will mention him,
as a bitter memory,
as something that once was a part of my life.
I cant help but compare people to him.
But
tomorrow, he wont exsist anymore.
Not as somone i know.
Maybe as a stranger,
i have never met.
We prolly never were anything but strangers,
to begin with.
you didnt care ,
and i was too drunk to hear you out.
I call it sadness and despair,
Cause i too, know what it means to be broken.
I Found some old pictures. Hope you enjoy em.
Face down in the dirt,
I will swear.
"It DOESNT hurt."
just like i did, all the way till now.
<3
muh hurr.
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