Hello, Do you hear me now? I’ve been lying to the truths that fumble within me. I cannot hold anymore what’s carved inside the spirit of a wanderer of mines covered in coals of truth. It burdens the lights and creak the blood out. Let me hear the noises as the thorns sting what’s sourContinue reading “The Tunnel”
As a child, I dreamt and wished of every thing, from the smallest to the biggest, possible and impossible, near and far. Everything was credible and doable in that innocent world. Today, when I see in the past, I see I was too kind, innocent, and sincere. Those wishes and dreams were nothing but justContinue reading “Wish”
As I set fireTo the bodies filled with lies and guise, I sense the fear in those eyes And I sense the freedom in mine.
Oh darling,Don’t worry, I am just an inch awayAs you call out my nameAfter I kill you in your nightmares again.
Everyday is a remainder how utterly useless I am in life. I feel like I am crippled. Physically and mentally. I feel like I am not capable of doing anything. People can’t count on me, now neither can I, no trust whatsoever. I have a working body and a mind that are of no use.Continue reading “Remainder”
I like pain. I like how each and every bone and muscle in my body scream in pain. The blood flowing in my veins as turned cold. The pain overpowers everything in me and around me. And this pain now makes me numb. I enjoy the pain I inflict on others. Their agony makes meContinue reading “Pain”
I like to hear stories. The real life stories of people. The dreams, the nightmares, the adventures, the miseries, the adrenaline rush, the scary moments, the shocks, the numbness, the happiness, the sadness. A myriad of stories, a myriad of emotions. I like to hear thoughts. The unheard ones. The secret ones. The ones whichContinue reading “Stories And Thoughts”
I don’t dream anymore. I have no aspirations. Nothing Inspires me now. I walk on a path others want me to walk on. People don’t believe in me enough to make my own decisions; the decisions of my life are out of my hand. I live my life on others’ terms, I will die onContinue reading “Dreamless”
When the time runs out, when I am out of breath, when the skies cry in my honour, when the ocean has what’s left of me, Do not remember me ever again.
We pray to God when we wish to live, live long, But who should we pray to if we wish to die? Edit: Just a thought.