Poem
this is not a poem
but a letter
to a person who is herself
and misjudged

and I’m gonna show’em
who’s better
by trying to be myself
misjudging myself

the way that I do it
is to be not heartbroken
and push all away
that is not the way

being amongst everyone
is hard by itself
but being youreself amongst everyone
is the hardest of them all

showing emotions, that no one should see
every one laughs at the man
who shows his emotion, that way killing him down
until he is no longer a man
 
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