Mouth Full of Soil
I've died
My salvation I've denied
Master of what I hold in hands
Endless void I chose instead.
'A moment of anguish is always longer than a moment of joy'
Who's still waiting for the saviour with their hopes destroyed?
For ourselves we create a decoy
to erase the time that's left to endure...
Mouth full of soil
shuffling off this mortal coil
embracing this solemn hate
hurtful world to alienate.
Biting memories in dust
waking up the devoured lust
taking revenge on wanton days
for a moment to forget of pain...
Greyness
Cannot live through this lifeless dream
Cannot find the strength to heal
not to feel
the destruction.
Cannot find the courage to leave
Cannot find a way to deceive
myself
Corruption all around
Cannot even find a way to end this
Embrace the ground
Why is it so hard to surrender...
Feeling ill of all that I understand
It feels so lonely to be forsaken at the very end
Night unfolds
taking all I hold.
Cannot find the words to solve the riddle
Words that could've prevented the division
Cursed words -
- absent when I need them...
Greyness all around
Sending all the laments for forgiveness
off the ground
Why was it so hard to surrender...
Everything we are
Buried underground
turned into a sound...
Let it fly
to another life,
a different existence.
In a Dream of Lovers
All the Time you feed on uncertainty
All the While you play with misfortune.
Have you gone too far
once the walls are built
of stone and mortar
once fires are lit...
All the smiles that died with an echo
of tearing emotion, reflecting devotion...
Summoning regret
decipher the future
present time has died
in a dream of lovers.
Forsaken the winters
unlinked the embrace
abandoned the hearths
'midst swallowing rains
Enveloping darkness
whispers of affection
in a world of chaos
in world of rejection.
Naught Awaits
Head falls down
and the lights go out
Palms cease to pray
as nothing awaits...
Eternity, thou shalt fly
and I shall not deny
that there's no last minute escape,
while naught awaits...
How heavily a soul should be suppressed,
how painfully one's existence distressed...?
Show me a mirror of pure reflection
Godly angels' redemption...
Give me the morale of this tale,
Give the waypoints
Give the directions!
Lighths go out
and I am fading away.
Eyes fall down...
Deep inside is dark,
Tunnels of stillness
Destiny replaced,
naught awaits.
There will never be another chance,
never a motion,
a triggered emotion...
sincere devotion...
Music that sooths
mutilated nerves,
traumatized eyes,
agonizing cries...
There will never be another...
Unbearable Paradise
All those years
tucked inside
let out no cry
let out no cry
So, close the doors
and say no more
utter no more
than a sigh of woe
Oh, Lord!
Sounds that I hear
are sombre laments
distant and forlorn
An introvert, a poet
a silhouette, a tragic entity,
a morbid tale of inconsistency,
a desynchronized reality.
Weakness actualized,
anathema of spirit,
unbearable paradise...
...show no sign of the inner fever...
An agonizing river,
no change, no will for rage.
All those years eaten...
...utter no more, than a sigh of woe!
Of Togetherness
I am alone
and you are alone
kept apart in the crowd of slowness
Nerves appeased, pacified desire,
some hypnotised, some mesmerized,
anesthetized
We're unable to love!
With hands full of sin
no one wins
everyone is just a piece of nothingness
turning away from primeval grace
With our shaken hearts
we are moving into an unknown direction
into a darkness we have always feared
through those childhood dreams
I'm alone
and you're alone
faking this illusion of togetherness.