Nightmare
My mind has no rest
picturing things I can’t handle
it’s a nightmare in my head
and it slowly kills me
revenge, envy, jealousy
I’ve got them all
too much, that’s for sure
they’re suffocating me
taking my heart away
and I stay behind
cold, frightened, dead
still have to face you
unbearable for me
a never ending nightmare
where she’s kissing you,
holding you, loving you
and I’m just a spectator, staring,
watching you take her, make love to her
in my head
my nightmare becomes true
picturing things I can’t handle
it’s a nightmare in my head
and it slowly kills me
revenge, envy, jealousy
I’ve got them all
too much, that’s for sure
they’re suffocating me
taking my heart away
and I stay behind
cold, frightened, dead
still have to face you
unbearable for me
a never ending nightmare
where she’s kissing you,
holding you, loving you
and I’m just a spectator, staring,
watching you take her, make love to her
in my head
my nightmare becomes true
Reacties op dit gedicht
| deathly_princes: | Maandag, maart 11, 2013 09:55 |
| Ik weet precies wat je bedoelt .. |
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| Aiden: | Vrijdag, december 30, 2011 17:15 |
| Dat is waar. | |
| Fairouz: | Dinsdag, december 27, 2011 13:03 |
| nou, jaloezie...het geeft je alleen maar hoofdpijn | |
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| Auteur: Aiden | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 december 2011 | ||
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