I've got my eyes closed,
Those images are close.
Tangible, dressed in work clothes.
I haven't taken any dose,
Yet, demons cast dark temptations:
"Come for your incoronation".
I politely refuse and say: "Go in to damnation."
I won't oblige your aberration.
Is this in my imagination?
I don't want to suffer, I just want to supper.
A dark cloud, a night sky and one die
I'm up high. Roll, ah shoot.... the five,
Looking down: "Not this time. Don't dive."
Arrows pointing nine.
My inner child is holding my hand.
A face with no expression, "How can..?"
An empty vessel, numb again.
He won't let go. "Kid, leave me alone".
I blink an eye. He's gone. I go dennied.
Left alone, alright.
Give me the pain, I will train and awaken.
For my soul has love, and is vacant.
The fight is still on, this life will be long.
And this cross I carry, just a log
Slow walk, pulled back by a warthog
I can still carry, give me then pain to marry.
Never a good reason, committed self-treason.
Vowed to never stop, but the pain will always pop
Black paint, jagged chain.. I ought,
I'll be as wise as Thoth.
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 5:27 PM UTC
The strenght to drop the knife,
And strength to stay alive.
Pretty smart, with alot of charm,
Past roads crossed on both arms.
A smile that shines for miles,
A flicker of shadows in the eyes,
A tint of sadness in disguise.
A spirit that brings joy, just a little toy,
Strong desire to destroy.
A soul that's sweet, but also bitter,
An addiction to coffee... just a litre.
This temple is a body,
Sometimes simple, sometimes fancy.
In the end, a little crazy.
Time and rhyme for lack of dime.
No strength to hold what could be mine.
Slipping at the limit:"Fuck this ice."
Salt and pepper in the eyes.
Why are you too ******* nice?
Too aware for your own good
Like Pinocchio, made of wood.
Flip the plane of existence,
Sadness grows, so does persistence.
Two eclipses burning the gaze,
Thoughts on film that plays.
Shadows cast the light you see,
While happiness is all I seek.
But is ok, I am just meek.
Shackled by deep fears,
Run away from those who apper.
Forgive the kneeling ones that pray,
And let the children play.
A tempest traveling the road,
Mixed emotions that still flow,
And yet, the calmness owns.
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 2:40 AM UTC
I wish I could be there, but life brought me here.
A line from distance, to give you assistance.
Even from far, I can still be around.
I will share with you my love, I will be loud.
Across the ocean, my beautiful emotion.
Over the mountains, to dissolve your monsters.
Past the thunders, to be your dancer.
I will fly like birds, to bring you upwards.
A line of love, I will be your dove.
And what a sight, to see you evolve.
From being scared, to someone who dares.
You were a cocoon, and became a typhoon.
Never a doubt, you make me proud.
Our love, a magical bond.
Fraternal and strong, we go beyond.
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 6:28 PM UTC
Twenty pages from a book
Music playing from a flute
Creating life was all a fluke.
All those sounds that got Him hooked,
Lit up Heaven, darkened Hell
And the wind that chimes the bell
Whispered Him a great idea,
Go and open galeria.
A hundred handles on the door
Only one looked at the floor
Only one made out of ore.
The handle pulled and space cracked open.
"Be the light!". The first words spoken.
And the room has been awoken.
In the midst of all this gloom
Newborn stars were now in bloom.
Two got molded with primordial fire.
Mouth to sing with the angel's quire
Ears to hear the peaceful lyre,
Eyes to wander in desire,
Faces that will show they dare,
Hearts for them to also care.
Beings that walk tall
Pour traits on the wall.
First to craft was Adam
But without a soul, just a phantasm.
One that followed after, Eve
Golden hair to be weaved.
In love they would believe.
He was dancing on the Melody
For they would hold their hands eternally,
Untill the day of Jubilee.
Brushes, colours, clays and jars
Mixed emotions splashed afar
Constellations on the ceiling
Breath He gave, and started singing:
I am sharing thee My light
I am giving thee a life.
And I made thee from My bone
So thee won't be all alone.
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 8:34 AM UTC
Below the beauty of starlight
In the left hand, Turkish delight.
I squeez with right, your warm hand.
Lying beside you, I bring my head.
Your eyes - they sparkle, they shine.
In the dark, a lighthouse. It is mine.
They flicker, a night dance.
I admire your face, a radiance.
A guidance through mad times.
Now shush, wish a wish that rhymes.
I'll sprinkle some stardust,
And now I hand you my trust.
A key to be handed, with my soul branded.
And now to you bound, bypass the hound.
Don't look around no more.
Deep deep down, unlock the door.
And sing a song that starts with uuuuu
Unshackle the giant, touch the tattooo
He'll be there, always for you.
Finish the song, it ends in uuuuu
Dec 2, 2025
Dec 2, 2025 at 5:47 PM UTC
When heavens fall, stand tall.
Easier said than done. Go fetch a ball!
In this case, nothing left.
Hands up!! This is a theft.
No love no strength no will no feel.
Self robbed of happiness,
Sabotage, a given quest.
Tattooed with sands of time,
Absorbed, embodied in the spine.
Are these actions of mine?
Influenced by a sad child,
He's trying to not die,
Inside an adult who can't see the sky.
Clenched teeth and high persistence,
Now open those eyes and go the distance.
You can't give up, it's your performance.
With an empty tank, no importance.
Mumbling, instinct is rumbling.
Stuck in a superhero landing.
Still struggling, for life always gambling.
A warrior in daylight, a coward at night.
Times of peace and war at heart,
Times of war and peace at heart.
To master it all, a delicate art.
Nonetheless, we all play a part.
Now close those eyes, as the curtain calls.
A moment of pause, listen to the applause.
Bright light, in the centre of the spotlight.
The seconds don't age.
Open your eyes, you're now on the stage.
Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 11:59 AM UTC
Born a peaceful soul, humbled by the old.
Wondering in the unknown, looming smoke.
Bipolar hearts, from hot to cold.
"I TOLD YOU..., not to be bold!"
Forged with hot strikes, spilling spite
Spirit that survives, just might.
Wavering... a coward to this hour,
Yin-Yang in a struggle for power.
Internalised Drama, internalised Comedy.
Corners of the mouth, poison and remedy.
A calm surface, with a raging under.
Beating hearts to be plundered.
Desire for vengeance, a hidden presence.
Don't drop a needle, don't wake the evil.
Fast asleep in a quiet house,
From thudding feet to cat paws.
Heart-quakes boiling blood up to the ears.
Pumped up hands ready to pierce.
One last moment of misbehave?
Empty mind and silenced brain. Drop the blade.
Hehehe and hahaha, stream of tears on the face.
Empty shell a former self, indulge in a sweet taste.
Shackled, locked and put in box, one last shot ready to aim.
Put a candle on thy grave and say a prayer in thy name.
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 12:22 PM UTC
Heavy chest, a struggle to inhale,
Stranded in my own despair.
People are now the ammonia.
Triggers for my misophonia.
A choice predicted to change fate
Never thought I'd fall in hate.
Strength that's holding back the rage,
One step closer... on the edge.
Now I walk on this fine line.
Never stepping on cloud nine.
And I'm told that what is mine
It's already put aside.
And I wonder, what's my destiny?
Never saw the good of me.
Always out of harmony.
Wishing to live happily.
Now I know how Atlas felt.
No one there but himself,
Holding heavens while in hell.
Was it worth for what he bled ?
And all this states of mind,
I can't escape, I must comply.
One last message, no reply.
Maybe one day I'll be fine.
Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 7:33 AM UTC
And he was treated with care.
Deep inside, he was scared.
She was loving, living life
And he thought her as his wife.
But his life was an illusion.
As he messed up in conclusion.
Broken puzzle pieces,
Never will they meet their kisses.
And his golden, brightened heart
Tainted black and purple art.
And he feel his life gets thinner
As he made the flower wither.
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 1:34 PM UTC
Hide them feels behind the reel.
Sometimes zap them out like eels.
Shove them down deep in the well
That's how actual demons dwell.
Have I made you ring a bell ?
Show the happy and you're fake.
Also jealous, not your fate.
Post the ugly. Yeah you shouldn't.
"It's not that, I'm just prudent".
I thought you're manly, you just couldn't.
We are lost in wicked games.
People looking in for fame.
Parents told us and explained.
We are losing out in days.
Scrolling down on **** complains.
Nothing good in comment section.
Only kids sparking aggression.
Mental breakdown, insecure.
In this world just few mature
Major weakness to be pure.
Wheel of fate indeed keeps turning.
For a better life we're yearning.
"Ha ha! Have no fear, I am here".
Shake the hand and take the deal.
Puncture through Achilles'heel.
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 9:45 AM UTC