Look

Look up. Look down.

What do you see?

Do you see me?

No, I see nothing but shadows

wondering through the clouds.

I see nothing but darkness

in the corner of your eyes.

I hear nothing but sadness in the

tone of your broken voice.

I feel nothing but colness when I

see you laying still.

Pain

The naked trees are shivering.

They are not shivering out of coldness,

but rather our of pain.

Pain... Pain...Pain…

The pain of this gray day and the unmerciful

Rain that melts my tears into salt and ash

And condemn my soul to darkness.

Remember

I remember you...

I remember you when I see the Sun smiling;

I remember you in the movement of the wind.

I remember... I remember...

I remember everything we had and did'nt have

and the pain that came with it.

The Game

In the line that defines gravity

stands a heart, a liar, and a witch

playing a sacred game;

a game that screams regret,

 hate, and thousand tears.

A game that kills its players

and turns their heart into

cold stone.

To Forgive

To forgive is not to forget.

Yet it is the key to life.

To forgive is to move on and

To forget is to kill the soul.

Therefore, neither should be done.

Actions

What the heart has done
Can be destroyed by hate.
 It can be destroyed by envy and meaningless demands;

It can be destroyed by angels and demons alike.

The Path

The past, the present, the future...

Everything co-depends  in the hands

of the brave and the hearts of the wise.

Decision

To live or die?

To kill or save?

Should I kill to safe my soul or

Should I die to save my heart?

Should I save my heart to save my body, mind and soul?

Or should I kill the heart to kill the thoughts that

enslave me to this irrational world? 

Memories

Going through the memories of an Elf

activates the pain that sleeps within

their demonic heart.

It risks the existence of mankind and

endangers the balance of Earth itself.

The Light

The light of the world has gone

To sleep and no one knows when it might awake.

It might awake in November, perhaps in June or September.

It might awake in the dawn of life itself

Or in the single death of a butterfly.  

Star

Observant. Distant. Alone. Objective.

What are you? Who are you?

Can you come down?

No, I’m your past;

I’m your future;

I’m your confidante;

I’m a star and I inhabit inside

Your soul.

Night

Shadows, darkness,…

Demons that torment my soul and

Kill my mind. Demons that

Imprison my body to a cell full of wolves

And devilish spines

In the middle of a starless night.