I can run from my demons but they won’t leave me in a which hour they keep wake me up tearing my soul apart In cold sweat I cannot breathe why do they won’t leave me I can’t take it no more Just when I am on the edge, when I’m about to broke they just stop, and laugh to me Is this some joke? And they come back every night torturing me ’till I…
Ready to fire, kneel before the might ready to fire your end is tonight The will to rise above you final will’s to destroy you so get ready to fire get ready to burn Get ready to fight final battle is going tonight when i stood in front of you fell the rage i am burning finally you’ll see the truth the ash you’re turning Ready to fire feel my might ready to fire die…
With every passing day, the teeth of death sink deeper and deeper into our fragile flesh. Our restless spirits know that death is just a gate but uncertainty breeds fear. Hypnotized by your smile, I enter another dimension where light is the ruler. Where there is love. You are my escape from bleakness, yet it is in the dark that we glow the most.
Darkness, stale air and a tiny door, walls with no windows… “Don’t touch me, I don’t want to share my darkness… How did you get here in the first place?” Light is blinding. A hint of love is intolerable pain. “Where is my dear fear mixed with a great dose of aloofness?” The unwanted light disappeared.
Since you gone, I just feel I am not in the zone, I tried to make it last, I drunk so much when you passed, You died young, you left all the family crying, Made me feel like dying, I wanted to visit you, Know that I am still good, you know how I do, Rest brother, rest well, because when I get there, I’ll turn heaven to hell, I can’t let them be, I…
There are days that silence rages so fiercely, I fear the panes will crack and cave. O how I long for your witty exchanges once more. We spend hours, lingered in poetry, conversations enlightened with articulation, and then your mind snaps; Silence. I learn to entertain myself between silences, to sift through diaries left haphazardly on tabletops. The words you’ve written scream for release; your tortured mind begs for forgiveness. I want to wrap you…
I see you before me and hand you over a pickaxe to destroy the wall between us. The music of your soul is compelling but hardly audible, and I want to hear it clearly. Your eyes penetrate me deeply – you touch what no one can, not so intensely; yet, your mind is infected with fear – let me heal you and offer you a way out of your hell. When I think of us,…
My soul is as free as an eagle, perched on a treetop, dignified, looking at distance, seeing different colors, hearing different melodies… It vibrates with rainbow colors and a love for all humanity, and a desire to be everyone’s friend and someone’s lover. It is energy that makes me connect with everything around me: with a cloud, and grass and a pigeon and a river. It is my deepest part – it is the expression…
We are biological and spiritual beings, our intellect and our emotions uncontaminated by society and our expression an authentic human need for connection through communication and sex. The world is beyond this closed door, and this bed is an altar where we celebrate life and libido, love and an attempt to satisfy our intense hunger for closeness. These four walls are the boundaries of our boundless fantasy, where there are no names, no titles, no…
The corpse of our relationship poisoned all my cells and I ask myself: Why didn’t I end it while the decay was just a hint? The cadaverous tissue made us both puke; yet, the rot was more appealing than fresh air because it would mean breathing alone. Now I know that when something dies it should be immediately buried.
