Anxiety We look up at the lightit shines in our eyesand we smilepretending we see past the white blaringto the scenic claritythat others dowe walk outsideand the world distortsbut again we smilethinking thingscant really bethe way we perceivewe listen to the talkingthe concern in the voicethe smile they showits lost on uswe cant grasp or guesstheir intentWe join in the gamesplaying the way we hopewill make them smilenot showing the urges insidewe hidepretend we are just like themwe look at the phonethe ringing harsh in our earsno smile we can musternot when we're full of feardont know what to
Blinded Looking into your eyesI see the liesImplanted thereWithin your soulImprinted on your mindThe liesYou unresistingly believeAnythingThey say you should beYour eyes look outTaking inThe liesThe cliched existenceThe generalisationsUntil you yourselfAre a contradictionA stereotypeTheir lies seep intoThrough your eyesTheir lies consume youBut you believe themTo be rightChange who you areHide within the liesBe whatEveryoneEverythingSays you should beBe a part of the groupJust another face in the crowdFed liesAll your lifeYou turn out to beFull of themLying not only to everyoneTo y
Waters depths Why can't we say what we mean?Water runs over your faceI can't see your expressionI can't hear your voiceBut I know even if I could See youYou wouldn't be being honestWith meWould you?You sink lower and lowerI want to reach out to grab youBut you're pulling me backWith your selfish wordsI want to save youI want to take you awayFrom the waterThat you're drowning inReach outFor your handsFeel youPulling me awayFrom behindWhy?Should I let you die?Let you be so pitiful?I can't stand to see youDrowningIn the depthsOf your own shortcomingsIt's patheticLetting yourself being drawn downJus
EpchScrap There is deep dark whole ripping its way through my existence; through the world.Unseen it comes, tears us apart. We have created it; the emptiness.Void of emotion our society has become selfish.Unbeknownst to the world, demons lurk.Shadows of our hatred.It is a night like any other, the cold wind whips my face and hair, the stars are overshadowed by the brightness of the city lights. Smoke curls up into the darkness from the cigarette hanging limply from my lips. My appearance is tossled, my long black jacket torn and covered in fresh blood. I clench my fists in agitation, it has happened again, the metamorphis, the change, it runs
Tick Tock Like Clockwork Tick tock, like clockworkBeats my heart, heavy in my breastWhat is this impending sense of doom?Soon will it all be over?Chest so tight, I cannot breatheCannot grasp the meaningBehind this meaningless preludeI gasp at air, what should I do?And interlude, here is youHindering each precious secondFingernails digging inBlood trickling downmy neckLove so cruelThis is youTick tock, my heart is breakingFrom my chest,I am shakingI give my life upto youLiterallyI am in your handsLetting gowould mean the death of thisOf usBut holding onIs just the sameThis is our love, insaneRefrainYou're killi
What Lies in the Attic? In the darkness and the cobwebs lies a box. A plain worn slightly moldy brown cardboard box. Inside it's weak exterior perhaps magic can be found. If you dare to venture up the winding stair torch in hand you may find this box. And it's contents could all be yours.Squeak goes the metal stairs as you ascend, step by step as curious as a child about all the mysteries and memories you are about to uncover.Gasping for air, it's quite a way up. How can there even be this many stairs in your house, it's only a small house. You hear the whistling of wind trying to sneak through some unknown crack from outside.As you reach the top the roof to t
Self ruling In that morning hourI see the light risingFeel my skin warm gradualBut the tears keep fallingAs I look aroundI know it has been wastedAnd all that I have foundIs my inherentDishonestySpreading outThe wind brushesAgainst my skinBaredIt's not where I'm meant to beBut where I'm coming fromI do not heed the callThat rushes throughAnd echoesIn my tired brainAnd so I fallInto bitumen againThe times have become greyMoving so slowlyEverything passes by meI am still standing waitingI watch the blur of motionOf things coming and goingI feel the commotionBut it does not bother meNothing can reach
What is real? smash itslash it againt my skinthis thread of realityseems so thinstaring up at the skyi see it tearinglike pages from a bookit tears awayto the white nothingnessthat islies within
looking to see around me Vibrant, bright colouran intense blueblue green skywaiting in this jungleof concrete and steelI invision a placeof colourof vibrantnessa placewhere everything is magnificanteverything is miraculousaweinspiringand beautifulAs I dream of this worldI begin to slowly walkthrough the streetsand as i dosounds, smells and sightsenter my sensesfill them upthe rustling of leaves in the windthe snails slowly moving along lapping up the dew of the rainthe scent of a gardenthe yap of a small dogthe smile of an elderly manthe bright blue skythe warmth on my skinthe freshness of the airand I realise
i am not fe Thinking things overrolling the phrase overmy tongueits tangledi cant say what i meani wish i could think differentlyi feel the grass beneath my backlooking upthe sun and clouds between leavesthe sky a pale blueim mulling it overwhat decision to makethe thought of merunning throughmy headits a conundrumthis feeling hereim trappedcant moveleft nor rightthis feeling i havethis thoughtthe sentace that i wish would passover to youi see myselfbut i dont seethe me that iswithin meI reach out and upthe rays hitting my handslost in thoughtlost in this decisionwhat to dowhat to do?sho
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