The world falls upon my long and enduring thoughts, and rises with my hopes and wishful thinking
I blink not because it's normal; blinking
I blink because every time I close my eyes I transfer myself directly from a vivid realization of the pitiful situation we have reached
To a land of ultimate silence, silence that could not be breached
Built by walls of imagery, the eye of my heart makes it beautiful to see
All the mesmerizing scenery created by me
A land surrounded by high fences of imagination,
Secured by troops of my own creation
Governed by my will, though my will is long lost between your selfish lies and infamous deceit
A place I have formed, and living in it would be a treat
Vicinity, where the mundane tragedy is never mixed with what's really dull in our existence
An indulging unknown, where I know no resistance
I wish you can come with me and see the place for yourself, but iam sure that humanity doesn't mis with anything that is pure
Humans and purity are just like oil and water, one lies above the other
Sometimes people sugar coat that ugly truth…but others don't even bother
They climb on their podiums, or sit on their chair
Spread fear and fornication and women in despair
****…****
People will never escape
The human form, a shameful shape…
Unless you blink, you quit into a world of your own interlaced with your conscious, for if you haven’t washed out the blood of your hands the color of your dark closed eyes would be red
Because your actions are the outcome of what you think, unfortunately you dumb ****** perform directly and think later instead
I blink not because it's normal; blinking
But because I need to change my state, for with every breathe I'm taking I am perpetually sinking…

Tell the voices in your head
To form a picture of me instead
Remind yourself of who we were, remember how much tears you've shed
And although those feelings inside you are dead
As long as you loved me, I could silence all what they said
Free your insecurities and circumventing acts
Try not to be fooled by people's opinions and start learning to accept the facts
We live in a world of segregation
Molestation
Racism and human spring deforestation
We fight beasts, beasts of our conscious, and we claim our prize
We **** zombies, zombies of our morality no matter what size
We strangle dragons, dragons of laws that no one abides
And you come to me afraid…
Why do you come to me afraid…?

Waves crash, and safety is on the mind
How could I save you? If safety is so hard to find
I hold on to you, while you hold on to me, just two people drifting unwillingly through time
But all we do is we fall together, and as our souls hit the surface we produce a chime
A certain sound we produce gives us power to pick ourselves up again
Fall again
Reach the surface again
Until one day we both become split in half, and our struggles are no longer true
For if I am not safe, how could I save you?
And we realize that we cannot continue lying to each other, and we realize that at last…
So we look up to the gardens, Ow the gardens are so vast
Each depart with kisses and hugs that will always patch our wounds and wipe our tears
With hopes and ambitions that will **** our fears
With memories and photographic imagination that will bring back the cheers
For one day, in another life, we shall find ourselves back again
Fall again
Reach the surface again
Silently in space, for no sounds shall we produce, because in another life, we won't have to carry ourselves back again, we can just lie down
Enjoy the skies pink and the grounds no longer brown
Enjoy the vicinity of timelessness and the insecurities not found
Enjoy our hearts in eternities for a rush of our eternal bound
Step back and imagine…because this is our future…this is our end
This is the message; tombstones are trying to send…

Where were you when my thriving dreams crashed with no savior?
Where were you when signs of solace reflected my behavior?
Where were you when my solitude became boring?
Where were you during my tough night, and my unwanted morning?
Where were you when even the human angels engaged with lies?
Where were you when my life turned vacant, a living hell?
Where were you when my happiness had no door and no bell?
Where were you? Did you think it was all well?
Where were you when every breath I take becomes a reminder of my torturous cell?
Where were you? And now, could you tell?
Could you tell that the torturous cell is my life and I'm held captive?
Where were you, when I wished my heart wasn't active?
Where were you when your face kept flashing in my eyes, and flickering in my mind?
Where were you when you’re the only reason to live, I could find?
Where were you when the lies between our laughs turned into a regretful catastrophe?
Where were you, when my life became a debt and my soul becomes a fee?
Where were you in all of this? I need an answer to cure my aching heart
Where were you when my agony, pain and melancholy decided to start?
My being is threatened by my foolish existence, and none of you care to listen
Where are you now? Do you even look up when your name I mention?

Walking through the dark pits of my thoughts, as I left the door open wide
To get rid of my pride
And find space for my conscious that has been left alone
As the tribal songs of my ancestors never changed a tone
Songs and chants that make us reflect upon our lives and our being
Songs that will let you listen to the emotion of what you're seeing
Listening to my empty life, trying to fill it with laughs and cries
But laughs and cries will not suffice
My heart feels my surroundings as they become a part of me
A part of my life, a part of my existency
My mind darkens with sunset, and beholds it's shine by morning
Everybody thinks that I'm content, but inside me I'm mourning
Mourning over my dead past
Over stages of my life that had to last
Mourning over harsh endings yet to come
Mourning over some and some
Life pressures you into a state till you become like water
So flexible, and forced to take the shape of your container
A container called society, till it darkens and freezes
Till nothing can move you like winds or breezes
Till you become cold as ice, because life has been cold to you
Till you become harsh inside, but whatever you do
You are still see-through
A fury of a thousand ages, dormant in your soul
A fury of a thousand more
A fury of a thousand more
Breaks my heart to hear the screams of the innocent, breaks my heart indeed
But my soul has to be fed, in order for me to feed
Broken wings never fly the outcome of my work
Thus for that I will never try, but I'll always have that smirk…