Black scars

*sigh* Your each scar tells me a different story. A story one couldn’t write, by just looking at your face. This one, it’s kind of special. It speaks to me in a different language sort of. But this one’s my favourite, I think. It speaks to me about the evening you couldn’t speak to the…

The art of Piano-ing

“A piano doesn’t play itself You have to live through it You have to become it If you don’t, the piano will just sound like a bunch of random noises As if there weren’t enough noises in your head already.” I was once a pianist. That’s probably not the right word. Because I just saw…

Just your eyes!

I saw the wind storming against me. It slapped through this invisible wall in front with nothing but your silent gaze. I heard nothing in your eyes. I looked into nothingness trying to find me. I thought I had it you know, I thought I had dived deeper into your eyes. Deeper than anyone you…

AAAAAHHHH!!

It’s always been like this, ain’t it? You shift that knife slowly inside me and I cry looking at your dim, lifeless eyes. Slowly fainting away, I realised that you just gave me pain. I considered this pain, happiness. Maybe you had your problems too.. But I’m more important, right? It’s been 10 days again…

Making you smile….

You know what? Being a clown isn’t easy. It’s hard to always strive and be funny, yet you try to be funny whenever and wherever you can. You think you can help the other person by just making them laugh, by hiding your own pain and maybe trying to hide theirs as well. It gets…

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12 days since I posted something and I’ve got nothing to post. I wrote something meanwhile which I might post someday soon. Let’s say it’s not ready yet. I dunno honestly. Blogging is hard though. Once the cycle breaks it’s reaaaaally hard 5o get back in. 😭😭 I want to get back though It’s soo…

Pain, it scares me

“Don’t forget about death” You whisper every night before I go to bed. Still, I’m scared. Not of death, but of life. I feel it coursing through my veins tonight as well. First it crawls up my legs. The wetness of the liquid squeezes my bones. Then it makes it way all the way to…

Left out

Do you ever just feel left out? Ah well, of course you do. Everyone does. The rock in the middle of the ocean does too. And so does this huge rock with a khjllion living beings on it. I’m feeling that right now. The feeling that I don’t belong here. And the feeling that here…

As soft as

Today is beautiful. That’s all I wish I thought. But someone in me decided to look at the sunshine diffract through the clouds and describe them into words. Someone inside decided to look at how the clouds communicated. At how they moved whispering something quietly. Something so quiet yet so obvious. I wonder why I…

In my hour

Are you changing? The me in the mirror demanded. “It’s been weird lately.“ The sunrises I see are dark. The sunsets are darker. The things I write are blank. And the things I read are…..well blank as well….. Not a black hole that sucks onto every little thing it sees. But like a plain field…