Suffering
Folie
Je vois le ciel noir, je vois Neptune.
Les planètes dansent, tourbillonnent !
Je vois les étoiles, je vois la lune.
La lumière du soleil qui résonne !
J'entends la mélodie des comètes !
Et le silence des trous noirs.
J'entends le vide, sachansonnette !
L'univers danse au rythme des cauchemars.
Je suis dans ma chambre. J'ai froid. L'univers chante.
J'entends le requiem des étoiles mourantes !
Reliquat de somptueuses géantes
Je vois l'éternité dans ma voie lactée.
Je sens l'hypnose de sa spirale me gagner.
Je vois le vide. J'entends le noir
Je suis dans ma chambre, j'ai froid
L'univers chante pour moi.
I Am Never Alone
You’ve done it again. You’ve done it again, mate.
You went back on your word when you promised you’d stick with me in the long run.
Even if our passion moved far too quickly at first.
Before it simmered down to give us time to intercept our demons.
It should’ve been the other way around.
In an age where I can’t see your face nor can I hold your hand,
It’s become a force of habit that I wish I could stop partaking in.
I love too quickly because I am a freak scared of being molded into something I’m not.
Regardless of my desire, I still have to know what goes on in your own life.
That either excites you, scares you, angers you, saddens you, and soothes you.
I’d have to appreciate you before my infatuation gets the better of me and it evolves into love.
I never planned to stop caring even after finding out your weight was dangerously high.
I was reassured that you planned to take care of yourself, but you never knew that.
You didn’t know what to do nor what to say when I didn’t find out about your size sooner.
You didn’t want to shove me away, but you did.
You didn’t want to hurt me, but you did.
You said you were interested in me, but you weren’t.
You said you weren’t in it for short-term happiness, but you were.
All because you turned your back on me when I was willing to keep you tight regardless.
You are such a damn fraud that vies for a sugar bowl that I am fighting tirelessly to keep.
How many sorries does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
I could let you know when you get it to turn on.
But how can I notify you if you severed ties with me?
Since you ran away, an apology is as empty as your soul.
You turned out to be just like your exes and here I am, telling you, “Fuck your love quest.”
It’s not like you’re going to take it again anytime soon nevertheless.
Lonely pieces of crap only want to love when they wish for an early death.
Were you trying to gasp for air when the ocean took away your breath?
If you’re still wondering why you’ll never find love, I’ve got bad news for you.
The way you made my heart beat for you until you made a crack in it is the answer to your question.
You may never know this about me because I don’t always realize it myself.
But when I embrace a soul whose loyalty and compassion is unbreakable,
I realize that I am never alone.
They may face obstacles and heartaches of their own, but they never let them tear them apart.
One day, I’ll find love of my own and I continue to pray that it will be as true as my friendships.
What a shame that you’ll never see that I am never alone.
The Perfect Ones
Be wary of the perfect ones. The ones everyone likes, whose enemies consist only of narcissists, they know how to blend. Be wary of your affection for them, as they draw it out of you with their perfect skin. Be watchful upon where their eyes trace, as they laugh and sing, and cry and shake. Their traps are skillfull, unnoticed and strong. They draw you in, like a perfect little pawn. They paint it with comfort and a warm embrace, only to find yourself alone in this place. The wonderment smashes upon you, how did it end up like this? With nothing to go on, you're lost in an abyss. Emotion, the pain, you feel it to your core. Your love for them, unreciprocated, leaves you with a desire to want more. But as the pawn wears out, they toss you aside, to find another, after cutting their ties. Intricate, the game, these perfect ones play. Complex, the emotions, you struggle to remain at bay. With a screw in your head, that they've placed inside, life feels empty when they vanish on high.
And If My Soul Is Crying
It’s happening again,
Such unbearable pain,
And if my soul is crying
As my heart is breaking, then that’s fine…
I’ve let so many people down,
Lost so many beautiful opportunities,
I feel so failed and forlorn,
But is that really such a tragedy?
Perhaps, rather,
It’s a positive thing,
Shouldn’t a true artist be suffering?
At least I’m feeling something…
It’s happening again,
Such unbearable pain,
And if my soul is crying
As my heart is breaking, then that’s fine…
The Odyssey
Every tear I cried helped you sail farther away
Every breath I sighed filled your wings to fly
You mastered the wind and waves to leave me
You cried as the storms only pushed you along
And then You, that magnetizing, gravitating whirlpool
Leading men down to watery graves
Pulling the breath from many men's lips
And crushing them in your depths
It was difficult for me to lose you
I heard your siren's call
But I stuffed my ears and tied myself up
I knew you had nothing but death
Lastly to you, I won't say that there isn't beauty in your suffering
Only that those of us who can see it are pretty messed up
Trying desperately to find a silver lining in a thundercloud
A refreshing sea-breeze in a hurricane
Like the aurora borealis
Or the spritely fox-fire
You're a natural mystery
Filled with hidden meanings
My muses
My fates
My inspirations
I gave you all my everything
And you each of you left me wanting
Written In Your Scars
Each drop removes your kisses,
Such your tears drowns in vain,
From my lips tastes are even bitter,
Like a thunder you struck my breath,
With your eyes you've led me in your traps,
Like a shadow swallowed by daylight.
A Humming Voice Of Death
She was hurt from her past,
Broken from down below
Such her strength was lost,
Pulling those strings in her chest,
She gave away all her joy,
Tears escaped her eyes,
Her smiles dusted away,
Her hair rose sharply,
She sighs and a shadow took over,
From a high hill she jumped,
The valley of death escorted her,
From such horror she witnessed A humming voice from death himself,
Such her beauty decolorised,
Her breath faded and,
A humming voice ulcerated.
Twisted Hearts
A memory cast in pieces of hatred,
A heart indwells in mud of sins,
The twisted covers the truth with their smiles,
Slaughtering hearts of beloveds,
Shedding blood sinking right in their wickedness,
Their hatred eyes craving for downfalls,
To swallow our precious hearts,
From depths of their hearts,
Our bloodstream was never forgotten,
But the He sustains the
Righteousness.
A Dirty Handkerchief
Her heart was dabble in a pool of love,
Her happiness came and died,
Her sorrows wondered,
Waking all her enemies from death,
There ancient kiss was slained,
Her heart smelled like a piece of cloth,
Like a handkerchief stirred in mud of sins,
Her broken past still breath unto her soul,
A smile she lost,
A lover she failed,
Tears comes oh! waterfalls,
Fear clouds within her eyes,
Oh! Sweet heaven,
An anger she now posses,
It belts her wrist attracting all bad omens,
Her heart was torn
Such nothing could replace it....