Darkness

You never know what tomorrow holds.

The darkness on your face,
shines brightly,
and slowly evolves and grows,
into a glimmer
stuck in space.

All the light
and I can’t quite see it.
It goes past me,
with all its radiant might.

Run away with me tomorrow,
and jump into the darkness,
all away from the brights,
may it bestow on us
all what awaits,
awaits us tomorrow.

Holy

Holy you say?

Burning holes everywhere,
taking a plunge into nowhere.

Despair and lust,
leaving me chewed and through,
like scattered dust.

Thinking of you right now,
collapse again,
as I glisten and shine in the sun.

The holes getting bigger and holy,
a shrine for souls forgotten and abused,
by your holiness.

Struggle

Struggling is always fun!

Struggling and suffering,
trying to stay afloat.

Lying on my bed,
wishing I was on a boat,
stranded in the middle of the ocean
with the waves carrying my soulless soul,
deep down to the ground, into my final resting hole.

Seething with the mundane everyday,
adding to the wallowing misery at bay.

Facing the mirror,
obsolete, and full of demise and joy,
I prance around like a lunatic
waving to death,
who’s reluctant and coy.

‘Should I save him, or should I not’
‘Should I save him, or should I not’

Whispers

Is anyone else hearing this?

Sounds creeping and crawling through my ears,
as my soul trickles down like tears.

Is it a hum? Is it a whisper?
or is it just my fragile mind,
popping like a big fucking blister?

I hear it, I listen to it, I know it’s there,
but at the same time,
it can be anywhere.

Maybe it’s a mosquito,
buzzing in my head.
It stings my brain and leaves me dead.

All I know is,
the sounds and whispers are alive and alright,
but I’ll sure be glad
if they fade into the night.

Drunkenness

Whiskey, I love you.

Alcohol,

The ultimate booze.

I love you.

You keep me calm,

You keep me blue.

Whiskey,

Too risky,

But not for me.

I love you,

You know I do.

The taste too sweet.

Swaying to the blues,

With my shoes,

Feelings screwed.

I keep on rolling,

Feeling like heaven,

I’m on the edge of falling.

Whiskey,

I’m a fool.

Feed me,

Like you always do.

I feel free,

Like I always do,

I’m a fool,

Oh I’m a fool.

Paradigm

We live in a paradigm world.

X marks the spot
And love conquers all.
X marks the spot,
Face first through the wall.

Running wild and free from care,
Broken down and bruised,
The world to it’s knees,
Full of despair.

Sunshine and rainbows,
Beauty and wonder,
Death and destruction,
Disruption and corruption,
Blazing flames
And plunder.

A world full of mystery,
Sorrows and woes.
Friends and family,
Enemies and foes.

I marvel at this existence
As strange as it might be,
Longing to belong,
To a world of life and death,
To a world of fact and fiction.

Paradigms and strangeness
And changes.
A part of who we are.
It’s all alright,
We’ll either rise or fall.

Lost

Being lost and hopeless sucks, doesn’t it?

Losing sense as I clasp to my sanity.

Tumbling along the rocky mountain,

There I seek solitude along the heights.

A string of air upon my face,

Memories shine down like footprints,

Long walks on the beach with myself,

Your face an instant memory.

My mind lost within itself,

Hopes and dreams unseen, unfulfilled,

Forgotten and wasted;

Forever remorseful.

I remember you as you were,

Distant and never near,

A stranger walking by me, right be me,

I take a glance.

Your eyes, a glaze special and distinct,

Blinds me every time I recall the perfection.

Lost but never lost,

The paradox that forever twirls around,

Like a noose hanging around my neck.

I look at the ground, and remember the heavy cost,

A price so big I never dared to pay.

Fear and hopelessness in check,

I paid eventually.

I lost what I never had.

Now,

I’m going slightly mad.

Radiance Over the Dying Sun

I see her, but can she see me?

The mist unfolds

As the darkness grows.

I long for the warmth

But all what’s left is the cold.

The rain pours hard on the ground

Curving out the element of life,

It’s bound to trickle and quench all thirst,

But pierces my heart without a sound.

I look beyond what’s in my sight

And I wonder to find what’s right.

Over the sleeping horizon I see a radiant being,

From behind the folding darkness shedding light.

After seeing this radiant beam,

I ventured off to seek what might seem,

My longing on the eve of that night,

The beauty,

A true eve to my dreams…

Happiness

I cannot escape it.

Feelings unintentionally violated,

Drifting sideways upon the empty threads.

The needle with its partition disease,

Gently tipping my vein,

Tapping my life away in a swift prick,

Filling my intentionally violated feelings,

With the medicine of life,

The elixir of eternal joy.

Vivid dreams and luxury within,

Colors all around my selfless being,

Floating away with ease and trust

In what keeps me, me.

The potion of immortality,

A part of my existence.

Shuddering and quivering for more,

Wrapped around my body,

Feelings of certain fatality.

What keeps me alive,

Takes my life away.

Happiness is temporary,

But so is life.

I better think twice then.