To rive the heart that beats for you
Is cruel and unkind
The scar you left without a care
Is burned into my mind
But what of sorrow, what of pain
I'm leaving you behind
A grave mistake it was to love
The worst that could be made
This limping heart calls out for help
But no one comes to aid
And all the colour I now can see
Is longing's deepest shade
I ask myself, 'How does someone
Have heart to cause such pain
To lead one once again to hope
And ****** it again?'
And all I ask, no answer comes
I ask it all in vain
I mask my face and wear a smile
I drink and dance to song
But in some corner of my mind
I know that all is wrong
I know you will forget me, love
But I will not, for long
I say goodbye, and may you have
A life that should be kind
For all your flaws, I loved you much
Perhaps I loved you blind
But no concern, I will get by
I'm leaving you behind
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 12:08 AM UTC
Perhaps dying is worse than living
But to never have existed would have been
The best
I think I'm _becoming_ but never _being_
But in never being I'm better off than
The rest
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 4:17 AM UTC
Freedom is not granted, it is a compulsion. Each of us is free in that each of us is a master of one's own actions and thoughts. If you are born, you are free. This freedom is the kind of freedom you can't run away from because it is always imposed on you.
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:19 AM UTC
Existence is not life. Existence is not 'to be'. Existence is not something we could derive. By itself, Existence does not mean anything. Existence does not exist.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:24 AM UTC
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 4:00 AM UTC