The deep colour of red
Drowns me...

My soul needs a red rose, layered with love.
My body is dried and thirsty for you...

Can it be that after 13 years,
I need to re-introduce myself...

Happiness is ladybirds that fly around your soul.
Joy is when the sun shines through and take away...

In a poem for you
What do you think we should do...

I'm ripped open
My skin no longer covering-up a mess off blood...

He is strong
Wilder...

Your scars stay unrevealed to me
As my heart remains shut to you...

Psychedelic colors
I see all the others...

Wildly swinging from side to side
By life's perceptions, the conclusions I make...

I wish I had a rubber,
Like the one I used in school...

The day you gave my heart away
Is that the day that I went astray...