I think
I’ll freeze
To death today
It’s not like
I’ll feel it
Anyway
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I think
I’ll freeze
To death today
It’s not like
I’ll feel it
Anyway
Here I am
Pretending again
Faking a smile
To hide my pain
I fucking hate this weather
Even if I wanted
To get up
And seize the day
It’s far too cold
For one so old
Outside anyway
Anhedonic
Trying
hard
to
survive
This
thing
called
life
Hoping
to fend
off the
madness
Striving
to find
Some peace
of mind
Underneath
this
duvet of
sadness
(Originally Posted 06.01.2020)
Not the North Sea, mind
It’s far too fucking cold
Somewhere in the Med, perhaps
Underneath a sky of gold
Landlocked
If only
we could
just drift
away
to sea
Instead
of being
trapped
here in
misery
(Originally Posted 19.10.2019)
How long is normal
To feel empty inside
Because I still do
Ever since he died
From
the
depths
of the
cold
Into
the
dancing
fires of
hell
I
just
can’t
help
feeling
That
this
won’t
end
well
The kindness of others never ceases to amaze me…
…But my inability to replicate it does.
Saturdays are made for staying in bed all day.
But it's so cold and lonely, in here, without you.
Something has to give,
For me to find a reason to live.
Something has to change,
For me to avoid the firing range.
Something good has to come,
For me to choose not to succumb.
Something better has to start,
For me to stop tearing myself apart.
Some other story must be told,
For me to finally come in out of the cold.