Enough!Enough!Their open mouths suck out my soulAs their eyes gape ignorantly aheadI come forward to challenge their point of viewThey cannot follow meEvery age and every faith'Just gets twisted round some other way'Only those like me can ever knowWhat the founders really saidEnough!'Temples should be houses of prayer'Not for the likes of what I seeMy eyes may no longer openTo behold the truth when it dawns
Like Living DeadLike Living DeadMy hair is whiteFrom the griefThat you gave me, you neverKeep itMy eyes are redBecause I pass each nightLike a living deadBut I must live in the lightThat you shine so brightlyAround my headAnd it must be saidThat you make me sadI want to cryI may find true peaceWhen I die"Oh death, when it comes for meI may or may not resist.That opening in the groundTo enter, I need assist.Will they bury or will they burnOr simply float me in my longship?I cannot claim to know these things;I simply remain here in the dark.Sometimes the subject makes me cringe --But eventually I shall disembark!"by Gytalf2000
From the GraveFrom the GraveSome places should be avoided at night;Some places should be avoided utterly.He lay there cold and still under ground,In a grave that nobody dared to mark;Nobody paid for his headstone.Only one watched them lay him under;Only one prayed for his soul.It must be said that the Lord had not heard.No! Indeed, the Other One heard instead.That one alone is lord of evil dead.His preacher was a man of many years,Garbed in foul and shabby clothes;A crooked top hat on his head,A cold and empty gaze in his eyes.When at last the last words were spoke,The deceased replied, "I do thank you for coming tonight.But you know well, as I do, Them Old Ones is coming for my soul."
Backing the WorldBacking the WorldOlympus bade him back a load;Quite a load 't was.The two hemispheres that make our world;But he had to obey.That was more than a century past;And today I feel the same.Till I will be left to my rest,At the end of all my days.Back the world upon these shoulders? Why?I am not so strong as I was then.I have enough to do in my time;Must I bear the burdens of other men?"I am NOT Atlas. Go find another."
Love Is...Love Is...For PuabiLove...Is not just a wordNot just an emotionLove is a whole experienceA new, seldom truly discovered worldIt reveals its many splendours in the heartsOf those in LoveNeither she nor I could realize thisUntil that moment came to usOnce it cameWe desired to be nowhere else
CamouflageEvery place that I have beenI wondered if I might change my skinBut its hue is still the sameWhiteA leopard cannot conceal his spotsIndeed they are all I've gotSo I end as the sameWhiteChina or IndiaI have foundThough I may tanI'm never brownNo matter how I play the gameI remain the sameWhiteI only camouflage my mind
Ode to TranquilityOde to TranquilityLet there be a moment-a moment-When I can hear my thoughtsWhen I can listen to my heartFor the misguided masses around meSpread their empty confusionLike a quilt o'er the landSmothering the serenityThey fear the silenceThey think silence means deathDo they know that the dead are happy?They lie below in tranquilityLeaving behind their caresOh, let there be a momentWhen I can sit or lie like them
Wear the Shoe When it FitsWear the Shoe When it Fits'T was the night of the 17th DecemberThe hour about 11 PMI just called to ask him a questionHe rambled on and onHis mouth was trained foe rapid fireMy heart was his targetHe tried to deny that he was being too criticalOr that he agreed with themI have lived in this world longer than himEtching life's experiences in my mindMore than once I tried to leave the chatHe heaved a sigh"You never take advice."Like my mother[He said to call him Mum]I wear the shoe when it fits
The Fate of..The Fate of..For PuabiPeople ask the fate of this worldTV speaks about democracyThere is trouble aplenty with credit cardsThat is not what worries meThe world will endEverything will end in its timeThe fate of LOVE in this worldIs the only thing that weighs on my mindI cannot predict the fate of LoveThat depends upon whoever feels it.I have loved Puabi for ages, maybeBecause I know that she needs itOn and on until EternityWhat is not material may lastMy eyes have seen things come and goPerhaps only Love will pass the test
The Refusing HandThe Refusing HandRemember what mouths you are feeding,Because there are people who will stab you in the backAnd then ask why are you bleeding?Kela Lewis-Morin
Duality of DespairDarkness calls forth my deepest desires,making me tremble with need.The song of blade and blood,the trigger of despair-Nothing can deter my sorrow.Light beckons back,but Darkness calls forward.Forever I sway between the two.Is there a way to appease my inner demons?Can Light really dispel years of inner scars?I want to know.Can I change the person I've been for so long?Can I be remade to Shine?How can I have self worth,when I know I'll never be enough?Why a mistake like me was called into being is beyond my knowledge.All I've desired is to undo the mistake that is me.Is there another way?A way to earn my life?A way to deserve to live?For so long I have felt unworthy.Even now I cannot understand.Others see something or someone within me.Someone to care about or admire.When I look inside,Darkness and shattered pieces are all I see.I can love,but accepting love is harder.I can hate,but only myself.The eternal question of why haunts me.Why am I here?What pur
A Dream Defined19th story in the 84th building.10 figures speckled, ant like.Moldy arms reachingtowards heaven with eyesdrooping. City is lit up;smartphone'd beingssprawling street side.The dawn in the sewer. Crack-O-Doom, Jukebox-hotspotpower bombs pregnantwith cola-driven American warfare. Manhattan batteredacross the broad-cast.Dense. Confused. Sudden Wake:the lights are still onin my brain.
Far Away Dream..Sometimes my dreamsThey seem so realBarely out of reachYet close enough to feelWhen I close my eyesYou're by my sideTime stands stillAnd it's just you and ISome may call us crazyTo hold onto something so far away with such a strong gripThat it's pointless and that we'll just slipBut I believe that togetherWe can make this dream a realityFor each day that passesWe are another day closerTo being with eachotherThe wait will finally be overI won't have to close my eyesWhen I want to feel close to youWe will have came such a long wayTogether from the heartMaking our dream come true..
Not So SpecialI want to be special,terminally unique and tragically coolBut that in the long run would make me a foolBut im human,just like you,i have risen above,just not above youWe are all connected,its how we keep from being infectedSurviving life can act as a poison,killing us slowly if we allow itIts up to us to live it,and keep in perspective,to be alive is a giftI remember when i felt the shift,it kept me from free falling as i began to slipIts up to me,i have to do this,if i dont ill never truly live freeBut freedom as someone once said is just another word for nothing left to loseBut i have everything to lose as well as everything to gainIt was my mind that i had to learn how to trainIt was the key to easing my suffering,ending what felt like a cruel vicious gameA softening of the heart,i allowed you to get near itAs the world whispers i can finally allow myself to hear itSit still long enough to listen and not fear itI pushed myself to the edge and as i peered overI
UnbreakableMy internal genocide,led to the suicide of all the pain deep insideit cant play dead anymore,against all my odds i have defied the death of my emotionreborn into this world with the gift of pure sight,no more shadowed images screaming through me in the nightstanding,but never alone,i see clearly now what i have always known,this is my legacyit will be anarchy,but in a controlled burn,i will stand back,go against the stream,and watch the world turnI get what i put out in return for freedom,a mission not so impossibleas i slide in between breaks in my glass,its unbreakable,im shatterproof,i was built to lastdarkness becomes light,im all fight and no flight,i will take the risk,im not starving myself ive just chosen to fasti will abstain from consuming the the pain that used to write the rules to my gamemy actions now plot my course into what was a void,no longer a vacuum,its an explosionof new paths for me to walk that the universe has chosen,i will not fade away,listen to its
Tick TockTick tock, the time goes by.I lay so still and wonder why.Thoughts racing through my head.Almost think I'd rather be dead,Then go through these pointless motions.Am I depressed or devoid of emotion?With no happiness, I only feel pain.Faking this smile is just a drain.I don't know how much til I crack.Almost wish for an anxiety attack.What comes next? More of the same?A suicide shouldn't be my aim.When all seems lost, what do you do?Getting some sleep would be something new.
Only MeWhat would it feel like,To just disappear.You wouldn't know,If you just weren't here.There is no feeling,Because you can't feel.You can't interpret.You just aren't real.It's so lonely here,Where you used to be.I look around,But it's only me.
Dig DeeperDig deeper and deeper. Don't shut me out.You have so much worry; so much doubt.I know who you are, but it seems too unclear.The details paralyze; filling you with fear.But stop and examine every last bit.Puzzle pieces; together they fit.As much as it hurts, you have to know.Leave it alone and the pain will grow.Everything here is a part of you.Yet it seems like everything's so new.Someday you'll be okay with who you are.Just keep looking. It's not far.One day everything will be so clear.You'll know the details are nothing to fear.
I'm Just SorryCan't tell why you're still here.I only bring out your deep fear.Constantly near panic attack.Focusing on what you lack.So afraid that I'll go away.Why do you want me to stay?You deserve more than me.Really, what do you see?Trying to be better for you.I don't know what I can do.I'll try whatever I can.I'm just sorry for who I am.
DripDrip, drip, drip.Rain pours on me,Over my face.Wash away my tears.Wash away my sadness.Wash away my emotions.Wash away me.I am the rain.Crack!Thunder booms.Everything's clear,In that moment.I am reborn.
Happy As Could BeThe boy was as happy as could be.A joy to everyone he would see.Stop and chat for a while.He could make anyone smile.Everyone wished they could be him.So pure he was, without sin.But he loved to be by himself.He had hid from everyone else.All the smiles were in vain.His mind was filled with pain.He didn't know how to end.Known not by a single friend.Everyone thought he was fine.He gave a smile for the last time.
Your ArmsIt's Your arms I long for every night,To hold me close and assure meEverything is going to be alright.It's Your arms I wish to cry in when I feel everything is a messYour chin upon my head,And my head against Your chest.It is Your arms I yearn to jump into,When I am happy and just want to hug you.With You is where I want to be,To Your arms I always want to flee..
A lifeA lifeOf fightingA lifeOf sufferingA lifeIn solitudeA lifeOf tryingA lifeFailingA lifeWasted?NoA lifeWell spent
LifeI'm not livingI'm only survivingThere's so much to doAnd so little timeI'm always in a rushTrying to keep up with lifeWithout a moment to restWithout a moment to thinkThere's no joy in lifeBeing here makes no senseSometimes it comes to meThat I should put an end to it...
What I Gave YouI gave you my timeAnd you wasted itI gave you my loveAnd you ignored itI gave you my heartAnd you broke itI gave you my soulAnd you lost itI gave you my lifeAnd you sent me to Hell
Then and nowLong agoThey had expectationsThey used to sayI was destined for greatnessLook at me now!Trying to stay aliveWhen my mind tells me to dieTrying to find loveWhen all I get is hateTrying to be happyWhen sadness overcomes my soulTheir expectationsJust went to Hell!
This LifeThis LifeThis lifeThey teach us allThat life is just a wishWe were not, until we want to beAnd die