without cease nor rest
no heartbeats fast
no color trails behind
how long will we
the waters test?
Until our eyes go blind?

the hour hand comes
so slow at night
though it leaves me tired at day
exhausted of what's left behind
content with what's to stay

a morbid heart
you carved into
the perfect shape of pain
tainted with all your memories -
blurry image stains

I love you still
though it's only ache
that is reserved for I
go and carve the way you like
no need to answer why.

I know a man
Who loves to hear himself roar
Because he believes a man becomes a Man
Not through subtlety but through force
That a man becomes interesting
When he’s seen and heard
So he moves heaven and earth
To be seen and to be heard

The importance of being important
Is the core value in his life
The pillar of his existence
The creed that defines his strive
The struggle of man to become Man
And to be the center of the earth
A life defined by importance
To be seen and to be heard