Open my eyes to the sound of my favourite song, the soft sunlight through the curtains playing with my consciousness, I smile lightly as I’m greeted awake. I walk without a shower to the balcony, light myself a cigarette, with a coffee in the other hand. As the cold wind blows on my face, I read the word on the cigarette: Classic

I went a million miles, had a thousand things to do, yet nothing seemed to matter to me, without having you. I asked myself why it was so, I found I had to reason to do, no fulfillment to attain, like an existence without purpose, my reasons ending on you

My best friend,
She’s flying to a foreign country,
I’m happy that she’s going to see a place
A place I've always wanted to be.
The day of goodbye went by well,  
The moment I got a chance to sit back I realized,
How alone I already feel.
I had told her before she left I’d fallen for her,
I knew that is not how she wanted it to be.
My love’s flying to a foreign country,
I don’t know when her I will see,
In a moment of despair I told her I’ll miss her a lot,
That I love her, I wish I hadn't,
For her lack reaction to that was foreign to me.

Chasing the hands
While they run away,
Tireless
The musings of every day,
Their charm wears off of me,
I noticed those cracks really late,
The cracks in my house
Showing signs of weathering,
The cracks in my behaviour.

what was real at the start
doesn't matter any more;
in the end, we're all
imaginary

In the time of courts and ladies and royalty
There was a disorder that plagued the very rich.
Every so often
A king or a duke would become
Convinced
That he was made of glass
And would break
At the slightest flick of a finger
And so let no one touch him.

I wonder at the fragility of the fortunate
And the sturdiness of the downtrodden,
For not a soul who was not of the ilk of a King
Has ever believed such a perilous thing.

I'm tired of screaming
And not being heard
I'm tired on blabbing
On and on
It's absurd!
Just wake me up
From my forever sleep
And restrain from my master's keep
The dark forbidden tomb
That is my cascading mind,
Is trapped forever,
Frozen in perpetual time.
Striving for perfection
You get nothing but "perplextion"
Confusion
"Bemusion"
Mystification
It's my only relation.
As I wander in dead darkness
I feel the heat creep up behind me.
I feel the flame lick my neck
I feel the cold linger
No longer a speck
A speck of hope
A speck of fear
A speck of soul I cling to dear!
My love is my torch
My love is my lamp
Even when God's tears drip and fall
Trying to make my spirits damp.
But I tread on
Through that doomed sepulcher.
I tread on...
No one can help her.
They say God has a plan
One everyone must follow
Right up to the very man...
A plan called fate
A plan I hate
A plan that dooms us all in state,
The state of fear
We wallow in,
The state we hear of indifference...
Every night I hear the screams
In my commemorative dreams
The screams of my peers
That echo in my ears
They match my own
My silent screams
They mask my dream
Their silent screams
From neglect above,
He neglects to save me
For I fear to speak aloud
For I fear to be misunderstood
From what i suffer...
The count down to the ever-stated doom
Is pounding in my head
A heartbeat that is hushed
Am I really so dead?
Wish me luck as I travel to space
The clock goes tick
I have one wish
I wish for freedom
I wish for tears
I wish for more people with ears
Ears that will listen to the cries
Of everyone
Everyone that dies
But everyone must die
So now it's my turn
Wish me luck
Send me to space
Please! get me away from this place
I want to be free
So please
Let me be
Count down
say five
Don't drown
say four
Not from my tears
say three
Not for many years
say two
Just please Lord forgive me,
say one...
For I have sinned.

In the early days of summer
Came a lovely butterfly
Whose wings were painted with the hues
Of sunsets in the sky

He flew around the gardens
However, what he chose
To land on was a tiny bud;
the smallest unborn rose

He waited with the bud for weeks
Until it opened wide
And petals colored like the sun
Were waiting there inside

The butterfly danced for his rose,
His rose collected dew
A drink to give her butterfly
And each day their love grew

One evening under brilliant skies
Bright yellow, orange and red
The butterfly and lovely rose
Together they were wed

Soon summer passed and came the time
When roses start to fade
And butterflies leave for the south
But knowing that, he stayed

The butterfly faced freezing winds
But would not leave his bride
And with his wings wrapped round his rose,
Together they both died

i did my time
and now i am free
i can fly far away
with my un-clipped wings
i am no longer caged
i am free to roam
less time will be spent
lingering at home