Det var en fuktig aften.....
Empty Reflection
What have they lost, who am I to shout?
Day will leave, without fraction of doubt.
In echo of it's self; as a sad song,
whispering, is the day really gone?
Left alone; empty they stand,
in reflection from someone's hand.
The day fades away, night is here to stay.
K. I. -feb 12.
sorrow is a Bitch'2
Sorrow's is a bitch; leaves everyone ajar,
fragile, open, attack all the way from the star.
Shouting out in silence, no one hears,
frosty heart; cry those dry tears.
What to hold on to, what to grip?
Exposed, all alone, fragile is the slip.
Being your own shelter, no-one else care,
who can see me, knowing I'm down here?
The day turns to night, sun fades away.
Losing the path, nowhere to stay
Dry tears with frost, silence in the scream,
sorrow is a bitch, bottomless it seem.
K; 2011
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