mandag 12. februar 2024

☆ window ☆

the edges of my city
burn red like fall
but i'm freezing cold
outside its wall

windows smile at me
i beg them "open please"
warm light
on a snowy night
raw and crystalized

i think i've made it over
but i always find
there are new fences 
to climb around
the roads, the people
the things change
but one thing stays the same
i always feel i'm in the way
the light wont stay

i end up in the corner 
under a frozen tree
shivering teeth
so let me in please
im knocking on your door
with my heartbeat

open your arms
open them for me
pound like my bitten fingers
be the warm red stream
my pulse thats about to leave

the cold fog
hypnotizes me
the glitter on the snow 
winters release 

smoky icetips
that pierce through 
my fingertips
i never remember 
how beautiful it is
to feel the cold sing
all the peace 
pain can bring

................................

i used to color you
all through 
like a rainbow

i was the sun to 
showers of blue
your rain drops

now you just drip down
the shadows
of my neck
my spine 
needles of ice

you cover my eyes
rain down on me
droplets of steel
rods of metal

you are the cage
to once agian
lock us in
safe within

tears that peirce
through light
through love
through your fears

lock yourself in your tears
so often 
you forget they're a cage
numbers and mumbling 
and a face

you dont talk anymore
you just say words
to hide the unheard
gestures and words
are all there is

you dont know what depth is
your words are depthless to me
like the lakes and streams
pulsating through 
those we called enemies
but we never had them
we made them
now you are them
and they are you

but i will still open my arms
and my window
give you some cold light 
on a warm august night
like the light i hope you'll shine on me
and i'll give you my hand and a smile
though you forgot the stars and all else
we ever talked about
you'll still get a cup of tea
on my doorstep
you still mean a lot to me
you will always mean a lot to me
and i will give you 
a box of matchsticks
a candle
a bed
and a wooden room
and you'll decide what to do
you'll decide what to do
light only the candle
or light me too

søndag 24. desember 2023

☆ decorate ☆

can't feel my arms
hungry hands
twitching fingers
am i holding a knife
or holding the air?
clenching a gun
or clenching my fist?
its a present
a suprise
a gift
i never know
when i'll decorate my skin
when i'll decorate the walls
but i know i will
i know i will

onsdag 20. desember 2023

cliff

anger fuels me
strange energy
pulls me to cliffs
edges of humanity
i cling to the trees
the rocks
the moss
nails ripped out
fingers break off
i let go
dragged to breaking point
lightning in my bones 
splits in the stones
i'll just
shut the fuck up

lørdag 16. desember 2023

brave knight

the night crawls
dark, cold, hungry
still moonlight brights
shines when no one's around
brave knight in the night
i let armor protect me
safe from the unforseen
sideways stabs
all attacks 

but with soft hands you
remove my hard shell
i didnt ask you to
i didnt want you to
without silver
i'm easy to break
cut, slit, unmake

by your hands i am so weak
though you are sweet
you have such deep capabilities 
to hurt me
a knife's kiss is all it'll take
my life on the stake
you do what you want to me 
heat or cool me
boil or freeze me
or keep me comfortably warm
left wondering if warmth is worth 
glaciers forming in the dark
needles of frost in my lungs
icecubes in my bones

rose in my hand
mine, only mine
blood red and alive
flourishing with power
individuality
creativity
but when i am with you
the flower turns blue
fulfilled and calm
petals flow like an ocean
waves, sand, soft flowing
i used to love my river of blood
my thick stream
full of gleam

i didnt need you to change me
you almost bring me back
to a the past
before my color
before my blooming
was it all for nothing?
are my petals still good enough 
am i back to rotting flowerbeds
was i ever flowing trough the forest
looking up at sunshine through leaves
or did i just trick myself?

i like the passion and ambition in red
i like warnings and i like adventures
does your love make me
someone i dont want to be?
is the blue a sign of rotting
a sign of death
or is it okay to be something new
although it isnt exactly what you wanted to
i dont know what to do
though i love you
i'm tired of war with me
war with you 
i need balance
purple obduction
lavender concoction
to make me some of what i was
and some of what you make me

onsdag 6. desember 2023

discontentment

brain fat dissolves
chemically calm
rotting body
fallen leaves
blood thinning 
to water streams


lørdag 2. desember 2023

hunger

nothing's ever enough
for me
constantly starving
can't find a full meal
the stars
the moon
the sea
have all become apetizers 
to me

fredag 1. desember 2023

☆married to the world☆

i'm on a journey
involuntary 
decay of memory
blissed rediscovery

i am nothing
blank as the milky sea

then i am everything
i let the world wrap around me

becoming☆☆☆

Sometimes I feel a new wave of me And owerwhelming breath in of "This is becoming" Of a gap from where i left That cliff long ago ...