Monday, May 19, 2014

Find

Find your path in life and you will find your true self. 
Find your path in life and you will discover wonders.
Find your path in life and the darkness of your soul will be revealed. 
Find your path in life and you wont regret your life.
Find your path in life and forget about all your sadness . 

The Heart

Protect your heart from all evil eyes, tongues, and poisonous hands. 
Protect your heart from the envious vessels and lost ships. 
Protect your heart from above all things
 And you will survive in this corrupt and ugly world. 

To Us

Where do we belong?
Where do we go from here?
Are we part of something or something is part of us?
Are we truly alive?
Or are we just empty shells in the bottom of the dark and undefined ocean. 

The Eye

I see your imperfections, 
But I can't see mine.
I see your cynical eye and comprehended smile. 
I see your poisonous tongue and unmerciful hands. 
I see your killer blood and steel base heart.
I see you in your demonic appearance, 
But I can't see mine. 
I see your complete form, 
But I can;t see myself at all. 

Saturday, May 3, 2014

Looking For You

The dead come looking for the living. 
The living come looking for the dead. 
Yet the secrets that the dead holds, no one...
Not even God can reveal. 
Its secrets are buried in blood and
Cover in the shadows of hate, desire, and resentment. 

The Object

The sharpness of the tongue 
lies in its ability to cut, damage, and control. 
It lies in the hands of the strong and the knowledge of the evil eyes. 

The Ones

The innocent cry. 
The guilty yell. 
The cowards tremble. 
The heroes rush. 
And you my dear; 
Cry, yell, tremble, rush
In the presence of my blood. 

Why do I?

Why would you come?
Why do I see you?
To lighten your load?
To relive your pain?
To make you forget?
Or perhaps is it to bring justice upon your death. 

To Be

Isn't worse to see and pretend not to see, 
Than pretend to know it all, but know and see absolutely nothing. 
To be in shadows and absolute silence. 
To be surrounded by people and feel alone as a needle in the desert. 

To You

In your presence I'm a ghost. 
In the darkness I'm invisible. 
In the light I'm mistreated. 
I'm the creature that everyone hates and loves without compassion.