𝚑𝚎yy❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐...
~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~
...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝.
Over quite some time I gathered a little collec...
nothing... you're nothing to me, until I get myself to think you are more, and suddenly you're something - I think I could make you be anything.
It must be like Kurt Cobain said: „thank you for the tragedy I need it for my art" - and so we begin and sin and depart, I'm drinking, you're driving, I'm lying - to myself, we're spinning around - blackout.
club lights and long nights, relentlessly reckless - and my mind is wherever yours is, darling - out of sight, „hurry up! - it's late and we've got the time to fight" just me and you - we're Bonny and Clyde.
I think I missed the comfort in being sad, intentionally tricking myself into being into you - it's bad, listening to deep lyrics and poetry, until eventually - it becomes reality.
talk to me, and I promise you I won't steal your heart - 'cause you'll be giving it to me, I won't even need to ask. and one day you'll thank me for the tragedy, 'cause that will become your art.
nothing, you were nothing to me, but I got myself to think that you are something and now I don't know anymore, what's true, and you know the worst is -
that I can't even blame it on you.
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heyy, thank you so much for reading! ❤️ I'm really sorta proud of this poem (with all humbleness tho), I really hope you enjoyed it too. If you got a little more time left, I would so appreciate it if you left a comment. <3
references: 1 „thank you for the tragedy, I need it for my art" - Kurt Cobain 2 „I missed the comfort in being sad" - Kurt Cobain (from Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle//Nirvana)
