Sinking

[Pinkish Dress]

Sinking

Weeks are passing by
Days are fading away.
Hours seem to fly
I can't keep up with them, I rather just stay.

Weariness keeps me awake,
Thoughts make me thinking.
Real is trying to fake.
The point is clear, my world is sinking.

Water is already floading in to my eyes.
Drops are faling faster and faster.
Words are overfloading, do the represent the truth or the lie?
I just close my eyes, waiting for the bottem to arrive.

Finally I reach my resting place,
I won't be a burden no more.
Now I can take that fake smile of my face
And close the door.

[UnUsual]

doe niet zo eng jij !
echt moooi geschreven joh..

[Pinkish Dress]

UnUsual schreef:
doe niet zo eng jij !
echt moooi geschreven joh..

Sorry Maar het was gewoon hoe ik me voelde..
Maar dankje wel

[A loved one]

Het begin vind ik wel mooi. Daarna worden je zinnen langer en is er niet heel veel ritme meer. En die laatste alinea vind ik niet mooi. Te cliché misschien.