Friday, September 07, 2007

Hollow

Standing still on the edge of life

I call upon the northern wind to take away my pain

Straining muscles before I dive

And still afraid of things that might remain

Before the wind starts cutting like a knife

I tilt my head to taste the droplets of the rain

I lean and jump into the hive

Feeling my hair shield my falling frame

And then there’s nothing not a sound

And I can hear the rain start crying out my name

Friday, August 17, 2007

End

Sitting at my desk

And seeking the right words

To express the mess I feel inside of me


Looking at your face

Waiting for the phrase

That will make my heart complete again


Bending down my head

I feel your mind’s thread

And silence is what you have for me


Closing the front door

I build a massive wall

And there behind the wall I bury my last soul

Friday, April 20, 2007

Linger


Like the beast waiting for its pray
I'll conceal behind the curtains of this play
Until the end of this demonstration
Until the end of your affection

I’m not angry, nor lost in depths of jealousy
I’m patient, for it’s the only way I know
And I do know that time is on my side
The end comes always like the tide
It slowly creeps behind and with full force
Until you’re hit with it and left in the unknown
And when u’re heart, so broken and so lost
I'll pull the threads and make you my own
I’ll be the one to hold you and console
I’ll be the one to love and to hold

Although I know that nothing comes for good
So I will cherish my time like the rain of gold
And once again I’ll be the one who’ll wait
Until the tide decides to set about our way


Friday, March 23, 2007

Take my soul

Take my soul
It’s all I’ve got to give

But you turn your head
And prepare to live

I stand with my soul in my hands
Its light is fading and so’s my life

But you’re blind and you are deaf
You hear none and don’t see my pain

So here I am, dying again
I look at your retreating back

And whisper slowly before I fade
“What more you want?”

But you’re blind and you are deaf
You hear none and don’t see my pain

You walk away without a glance
And you don’t see me slowly fade




Lament




Pain! Is all I feel
Griping tight with claws of steel
It hurts my eyes with unshed tears
It stabs my soul with ghostly spears

I think I’ve lost this game of live and dye
I think I’m dead from this goodbye
My heart is numb, it won’t beat
Lost in this darkness, wanting to bleed

Hope! I have none left
Grasping weakly for more air
It hurts my lungs with every breath
And I beseech for closer death

You killed my dreams with just one phrase
You ruined my world with your last gaze
Now here I lie upon this ruin
Lost in this keen

The fallen queen.





Wednesday, March 21, 2007

A Letter To Myself

If I ever saw your face
I would probably loose it in the crowd

We’ve spent a lifetime together
And still
At times I don’t know your name

Your thoughts seem strange to my heart
And yet, they are my own.

Your feelings strong and unrestrained
They scare me like an ocean’s wave
For deep inside I see in them
Emotions that I feel everyday

But I’ve put a rotten lock on them,
For I’m afraid of what they whisper in my ear
Of things they urge me to do.

For I’m not you, so carefree and rash
I am me

And even though I look at you and I see me
I know that you’re not real
A mere illusion for my mind

So similar and dear
And yet so distant and unknown

You are not me for I’m not you
I’m simply me - a mere illusion to the world.


Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Remnants

Downing the last drop of blood
I shed my tears and tore my mask
I ‘m who I am there’s no regret
I don’t blame you I blame the fates

Lost in this tale of dark and death
I feel the human’s final breath
The hope is gone, there’s no way back
What’s left? A shadow not a man


Wednesday, November 15, 2006

In Search Of The...

Meaningless wonderings
on the surface of the moon

Searching for the ultimate truth
when it's harder to even
make out the boundaries
of life and death

Which is true?

Which is false?

Do we live to die,
or do we start living
after we experience death?

Who can tell.