Look

By Vincent Van Zandvoort | Poetry / Prose | 16 Nov 2023

Look

We're a never-ending cycle,
a clock that's turning back.

Stand there on the edge of my soul,
with my heart string round your neck.

Trust me now, and close your eyes;
let me burn your lonely flag.

You search for daylight, and I'm on fire;
my nights couldn't be lit up much higher.

I've been holding you inside my mind
for as long as I can say.

Faithful that the years would show
that you could find a way.

Medulla oblongata.
Don't ignore the lower brain.

Find a way to be with me,
cause you're driving me insane.

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Vincent Van Zandvoort

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love.

Poetry / Prose

As an author and a musician, I craft short stories, songs, poetry, and prose across various genres, including science fiction, fantasy, supernatural, thriller, horror, and drama. My work delves into themes of disappointment, confusion, betrayal, corruption, grief, sacrifice, friendship, loyalty, and the boundless nature of love. Here, you’ll find something that resonates with everyone.

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