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Reveries II

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I have left tiny pieces of myself,
spread like ash beneath the stars
I fell in love and never really
got over her in Santa Ponsa at that bar
I walked the scene of the massacre
in Srebrenica and read every name
Somthing inside me broke and
I've never been quite the same
In Gaudis Park Güell in Barcelona
I realized I no longer loved you
We were in London when you told me,
I feel the same thing too
I booked a ticket to Amsterdam
and spent a week alone in a haze
I got a teethy blowjob
outside a warehouse at an illegal rave
I saw a room with walls of glass
in Auschwitz with thousands of tiny shoes
So I went to Warsaw and I drank
like surviving was to somehow lose
I was pissed and lost in Dublin
on St. Patricks Day looking for my mates
I got into a fight and once he fell
I broke a knuckle against his face
Another woman saved me from my self
and we hung a locker at Pont des Arts
We drank cheap wine from paper-cups
to ”Love Will Tear Us Apart”
We were in a cab in Croatia
that rode through poppy-fields stretching forever
She talked about having kids
while I planned another drug-endeavor
 
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Yeah, that’s amazing stuff my dear. It really took me to the melancholic state. I’m going to have to have a drink and think about loss and frustration. I don’t think you leave me any choice
 
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