Rebirth
“Dreams can be deceiving.”
I heard,
but so is life!
March of Anarchy!
Corruption! It starts as a black dot that you see in the corner of your eyes. A small black dot that you can’t take off no matter how hard your scrub your eyes. It starts as a sense of wrong, as a feeling that troubles your body and mind when you are sitting alone in…
Rearrangement
If I were to break into tiny little pieces and then, take a break from the boredom of life I wouldn’t mind being put back together after I’ve seen what a whole could not.
Pulling strings in the gusting wind
Maybe… I’m a puppet, or even worse than that! Maybe… I’m just a puppeteer, taking more pleasure in controlling others than in controlling myself! But, then again maybe I’m neither of them, maybe I’m just a voodooist making someone bleed, while putting needles into someone else! Maybe… I’m a mirror, reflecting who you are! Maybe……
For my niece
How can she laugh like that?? It’s beautifully sad; is it that her pure soul can’t perceive life or, it can’t perceive death. Well, who knows maybe she just chooses to ignore them everything that is born from hate all the sad emotions colors, darker than black! If i could have her freedom even if…
C’est la vie
Your words may cry and it’s not your fault your dreams may change depending on your thoughts you will bleed alot without getting cut life will move on you will hold on, you will remain strong! They will step on you you wont shout, they will cut your tongue you wont laugh, they will break…
Illusionary freedom
We are, after all, slaves! In a way or in another. The “free” man, and the one who is suposed to be chained, the one who breaks the rules and the one who follows them, the one who’s sober all the time, and the one who can’t count the days, deep down we’re all slaves!…
Enslaved
We all know, the prison is not real but lately, the iron bars pressing on us are so easily felt, seen! The light that used to warm us then, when we were free it has lost it’s brightness it’s warmth… maybe, because it missed you or maybe, it just missed me the old us, and…
DnB
Steady, slow… steady, slow… bit after bit your body unfolds your head moves and blood, boils legs start to jump your sleep goes just like that steady, and slow… Pump-pump and then pump some more nothing in your sight you are alone; your ears ring you jump some more wandering through time just like that…
Sanctuary
I heard you’re lost! Well, that’s kinda sad but if i were in your place i’d grab my tools and build a house there. A sanctuary, a home only for me a place to ease my pain and protect me! A shelter, to cover me from the sky and from the rain and from the…
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