"Sometimes I wonder if this suffering is going to last forever?!"
"No. Sooner or later everybody are going to die."
"But why is all this?! I hurt no one, never!"
"Yes. And people like you are going to suffer, no matter how hard they will try."
Light. Words. A distant murmur of forgotten wraith. ...
River of poisonous gloom water cold
There ahead I behold in the bosom of eve -
Whispers of sorrow covered with mold,
Words never told and anticipations deceived.
lukewarm white hands and chill grin, ...
And so, I decompose inside the autumn air,
And so the night behold my Neverland;
The fireflies are just enlightenments of despair -
Inside the jail of screams one little dent.
There deeply in the darkness, down below, ...
I can’t handle the thoughts of you at night,
running in my head from side to side , leaving me speechless with so much to say even tho both of us knew this house of glass was never meant to last
I can’t handle knowing I wasn’t enough and you know I blame myself for you leaving me without a second th ...
I use myself and others in moralistic ways,
for all my sisters and brothers live their better days,
finding out what they are truly meant to be,
insatiable to the point of insanity.
Missing out on the seemingly insignificant, ...
If death is final, then why does it linger?
Why do loved ones wallow in its distress?
On such questions I wish to put a finger
and unravel the mystery of postmortem stress.
Existence supposedly ends with death, ...
I don't know you
but I know too well,
Your habit of not locking the door, and walking shoeless on the cold floor
Your worn pijama with small spots on it
Your messy hair which can almost always be seen in the air ...
I dream for a quiet place -
where I can rest while mellow air refreshes my body and face
and not be disturbed by humans loudly talking outside;
or by the unpleasantly loud garden machinery;
or by the neighbour stomping heavily on the floor; ...