CLOWN
Towing, towing & towing
towing towards something
Hoping, hoping & hoping
for just a glimpse
While everyone else’s soaking
the joy in this world
I’m sitting alone, writing
to the one who is you
Telling myself to keep hoping
but you don’t care
so why you keep faking
life is small, not fare
You enjoy all
While I sit here
you’re face stamped
on my eyelids
Hoping you’ll fall
and I’ll be there
catching you
but it’s only a dream
shattered and torn
I watch myself fall
and no one there to catch me
I fall and I hurt
no one to catch me
I hurt
a clown can’t hurt
can he?  
Sigurður Ingi
1987 - ...


Ljóð eftir Sigurð Inga

She girl
Grátur
Clouds
Everyone
Feeling so lonely
My Mind
HEART
Alone...
Scars
losti?
Blood
Screaming
Geðsýki
Revelations
New-born
Today
Final call
The Key
VOID
Meaning...
dog
Coffin
Marathon
CLOWN
the only way
the last goodbye
Poem
flies
The Show
dead
war
Forever
x
Screwed
gender blender
lights on the wall
Murder
faith
Assasin
jóla ljóð?
rhyme
society
I for an I
numbers
death row
Ghost ride
Note to you
angel
wine growing old
stuck on the road to oblivion
!-mad as hell-!
stupid song
empty house***
hidden world
clear
my bag
the real deal
mountain climb
broken
!-next round-!
struggle
written in bones
honesty
Item
She said
lessons
hope
come in
shiny
throw it
painting
Golden Calf