If you exist, in any shape or form,
Please take away my anguish
And appease the tempest in my heart.
For it has ravaged the peaceful calmness
That is the sanctuary of my thoughts.
The sweet and clear stream in which my psyche flourished,
Now flows as bitterly as the water of Acheron.
The loss of a paradise gave birth to a dystopia.
After all they are only one step apart.
In no battle can two victors emerge,
One’s luck is another’s misfortune.
The sweeter the victory,
The more bitter the defeat.
Out! Hideous sight!
The greater part of grief is a false creation of the mind.
Where reality relents, nightmare takes its toll.
Is this the genesis of insanity?
Please forgive me,
Because I do not believe in you,
But for the moment you are my only light.
The burden of living brings much fatigue,
The world’s wickedness makes the hurt hurt more.
Despair spreads like an all-consuming plague,
Death stands as the only wide open door.
Flowers wilt and crickets cry,
The song of perishing anguish
Echoes through the land where the fallen lie.
The spirits of vengeance never vanquish.
Fiery torch burns in relentless wrath,
Humanity ends where savagery starts,
Mercy doth cure the plague if thou hath,
Sanctuary lies not in the Devil’s heart.
I don’t remember much about
You told me you loved me
In a room littered
With bags and changes of clothes
Things to spend the night
Her picture watched you
From its place on the wall
As you took my face in your hands
And kissed me
My pulse racing
Trying to keep up with your chaotic slur of words
Eyes glazed over
By a mist
We called love