I am but a mindless puppet surrounded by dark
and I've gotten accustomed to the warmth of my lamp
and I fear when the sun does come up again
its fake light will burn us all in a blink
Jul 15, 2025
Jul 15, 2025 at 10:13 AM UTC
the hour is late
fears keeping you wake
it's all in your head
it's all in your head
the nightmare is nigh
in your tired eye
it's creeping nearby
it's creeping nearby
the danger exists
it's still in your head
it will never end
it will never end
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 2:38 PM UTC
the room is cold
air mixed with dread
I am alone
in my old bed
the lights are off
the sun is set
I see no more
I start to fret
the heartache comes
consumes me whole
I cannot hear
I lose my hope
the chime of bells
the townsfolk gather
I have no faith
please do not bother
Apr 24, 2025
Apr 24, 2025 at 5:24 PM UTC
Every day on this train station,
I stand and wait for confirmation.
She's standing on the other side,
and lets her hair out in a glide.
Shadows spilling on the platform,
wind is blowing in my face.
Number 23 incoming,
she is getting on the train.
And as I stand on this train station,
she turns around in confirmation.
The train doors close, I wave goodbye.
We'll see each other in no time.
The air feels nice, the station – empty,
next train is scheduled, one of many.
A windy summer afternoon,
it's cool, it's quiet, it goes too soon.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 9:37 AM UTC
and every night
in quietest hour
I'm dreaming of a cosmic shower
the stars will shine
as night time falls
and paint the sky in shapes and noise
which we can't touch
and cannot hear
yet love wholeheartedly and real
Apr 15, 2025
Apr 15, 2025 at 4:46 PM UTC