child of the other side




First; this picture will always remind my of Nicolas (one of my characters) because I’ve made a banner with a picture of this boy. Nicolas’ life was quite dramatic so I don’t get happy feelings when I look at this picture.
Second; the poem that I’ve written is even more gloomy. It’s about a boy in war, both mentally and “country”. He’s lost a lot and received nothing, yet he has so much to give. And that’s probably the worst thing that can happen to a child. 


Everybody loves me

Loneliness is a harsh word to bear
A laugh makes more skin crawl
I buy my qualms and whispers
Going upwards is a long fall

Yet there’s no need to close my eyes
For darkness has by now surfaced
Raw, piercing ashes on my skin
The whole world is being chased

The dread is more than tangible
Making me sweat in the cold air
Streams of water down my spine
But in reflection they’re not there

Can you hear me coming tonight
My little feet on the frozen floor
Thick layers of blisters trailing behind
Another pair of prints on the front door

A chair has fallen on solid land
The wood battered of age and years
A single tear must slip away unseen 
Collaborating with my lover’s fears

And all I can do is wait for this
Save time for a second of grace
Two spare limbs to draw out 
None there to receive my embrace


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