Parzival

Parzival Mar 2020

He is your average guy
In a hood
Always there alone in his grey hood

Not bothered about you, me them
Just him
He's not timid I know that much

Not a conversation specialist either
Never interested in talking to you
Me
Them
Talks to himself though, enjoys it

Sometimes It feels he likes he's hiding face
I wonder what's his secret identity ?
I reach for his hood
He doesn't like that, he really doesn't like that

So much anger in his eyes
Lots of sadness too
Your eyes, through them i see it
Ravaged battlefields, how many times did you have to battle yourself
Alone
How many times did you want cry out
But you felt no one would listen?
Who are You?

#hood #guy #the #in

Parzival Mar 2020

Can't Close My Eyes

I blink, like everyone else I blink
Fast enough to skip the darkness
And the nightmares that dwell in it
Ever waiting to strike

I have nothing but praise for my eye lids
For their strength, I have been working them overtime
I cannot stand the black, empty library my mind has become
Make no mistake, I'm at fault, to an extent

For I stood idly by as each page was forcefully ripped from it's peers bound by hard cover
Each section, descreted
All in the name of improvement

My own mind has become a black hole
I fight my way out of with every sleep
Nap or rest, Losing a piece of me everytime
When will it end?
When will my lids finally know rest?

The feeling of ecstasy that comes with
Closing your eyes feels faded to me
Everything seems far away these days
It's got me feeling really short sighted
Yet somehow it feels I'm dreaming

#close #my #eyes #eye #lids

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