Exit wounds

My hands are cold
My body's numb
I'm still in shock
What have you done
My head is pounding
My vision's blur
Your mouth is moving
I don't hear a word

And it hurts so bad
That I search my skin
For the entry point
Where love went in
And ricocheted
And bounced around
And left a hole when you walked out

Marks a battle
Still feel raw
A million pieces of me
On the floor
I'm damaged goods
For all to see
Now who would ever want to be with me

I've got all the baggage
Drink the pills
Yeah this is living but without the will
I'm blacken out
I'm shutting down
You've left a hole
You walked out yeah

I'm falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these exit wounds
I don't know how much more love this, heart can lose
And I'm dying, dying from these exit wounds


- The Script -

Untitled

as much as your empty words
appreciated by me
so little will they fill
what thought could be there

try to sooth with sweet words
put you as first priority
instead of my own

selfishness was not something
that I learned along the way
as long as others are okay
I could be as well, right?

that won’t cut it no more
however, where do we go from here
confused how I need to change
acting to my belonged rights

it feels as if I stopped
crashed and broke down
fell over a ridge
where I was hanging for days, weeks

believed I was able
to pull myself up again

next time need to remember
whilst giving myself a breather
sitting on that ridge, looking back down

how lonely it felt
no hand put out to help find
the way back up

have to do it all on own strength
put on that fake smile
pretend alright, that’s what it’s gonna be
leave it all behind, move forward

the past, that shimmers right on in


- M. Trienekens -

Agitated

You are annoying the living daylight out of me
claiming my every way in life
clearly trying to own all that breaths me
persistent and arrogate in a form
no one ever managed to be

the interrogating questions speak
nothing but doubt from your own mouth
showing the incapability and ignorance
keeping your unconfident self-being together

fed up, sick and tired with the mind games
practised out as if I were an experiment
showing the cracks of a failed outcome
where your numbers did not add up in the end
and the equation solved itself

all that I feel left to say
is not even a goodbye or farewell
however pine you will not parish
under your own blindness for the shed of light
one once will cast in your inferno


- M. Trienekens -

Losbreken van Huis

het gevoel van stilte
drukt een stempel
als aankondiging van de storm
die vast land raakt
door gaat razen
totdat niets meer recht staat
steen voor steen
tegen de vlakte geslagen

woorden penetreren
tot aan het trommelvlies
doorscheuren de weke delen
een destructieve golf
van overbodig vocabulaire

afstotend al dat lief had
gevoelens van een
losgebroken navelstreng
waaraan noodlottig
vastgegrepen wordt

het eigen leven
dient verplaatst te worden
meenemend fundamenten
dat het huis gescheurd
achter zal laten

in een staat
van krampachtigheid
terugblikkend naar tijden
waarin wind geen plaats vond
voorspelt een toekomst
zuchteloos
als stilte voor de storm


- M. Trienekens -

This old love

Heard an amazing song on the radio, which is now like stuck in my mind. Just need to share it!



We're movin' on
Looking for direction
We've covered much ground
Thinking back to innocence
I can no longer connect
I don' t have a heart left to throw around

Oh, and time moves on like a train
That disappears into the night sky
Yeah, I still get a sad feeling inside
to see the red tail lights wave goodbye

We'll grow old together
We'll grow old together
And this love will never
This old love will never die

Well money slips into your hands
And then slips out like it was sand
And those shoes that you could never seem to fill
I've chased so much and lost my way
Maybe a face for every day
That so casually slipped me by

Morning comes
Sometimes with a smile
Sometimes with a frown
Yeah so I never want to worry
If you're gonna stay around

So let's grow old together
Baby you and I will
We'll grow old together
And this love will never
This old love will never die

Yes, yeah we're movin' on
Movin' right along

Quote of the day

"Het menselijk hart is een kerkhof van begraven verwachtingen."

Ps. van Otto Kimmig, Duits dichter en aforist (1858 - 1913)

Rolling in the Deep

There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark.

Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare.
See how I'll leave, with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do.

The scars of your love, remind me of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling

We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
And you played it to the beat

Baby I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn,
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there as mine sure won't be shared

Throw your soul threw every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow



Feeling special to me, released on November 17, 2010.