To celebrate the birth of this blog here's a poem I wrote a long time ago. It's the oldest one in my collection. I've written several poems before this one but I lost all of them.
Monday, 3rd of May 2004
I'm here silent
Muted by your absence
Quiet... with my thoughts
I see straight without you in my life
Everything is clear without your chaos
But my mind is driven mad
My life has found its solitude
My mind has found its turmoil
Your void filled with my success
But within me I'm still empty
Everything I have is because I'm doomed
Because I'm lonely
I've busied myself to forget
To cover up old scars
And even my new wounds
The healing is skin-deep.
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