Are we reflections or relics?
Do you own your ideas, or are they but a symptom of your heroes
Could you get atleast activation energy
To get some rest, or think?
Without voices in your head
Heard endless
Boundless

I can't live underneath broken shards of hope
What if it rains and all I have to shield
Myself,
Is my broken morality

I want to study chaos when I grow up
Maybe then I'll be better
(Upholding my heart bleeding amber)

I was Orpheus and alive
But all I saw when I turned around is
Myself

Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom still
From the lighthouse to the mighty river's chill

Now comes a man on trial, and he must
He asks what's more worth, the truth or cost
Argues the meaning of justice
Our dying purpose as truth seekers and our bitter warmongering
Then clevage of the world disheartened for
A brief second, then we killed him

Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom still
From dark dungeons to a free bird's shrill

Now comes a mother, feeling her womb
She must ask what will the men do
If it were a baby girl, or someone unlike true
But she's got no time, for she needs food
Working tirelessly for her babe to fly
When everything is about to die

Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom still
From cold murderers to friends in good will

Now comes a weary traveller, in foreign land
With his missing heart on left and harp in hand
He comes to the river beside the helmsman
And asks if he can cross if he is not dead
The helmsman said no, it is only for the dead
The traveller said why would he be there
if he didn't wish it
Aren't we all lost to the perfect place?

Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom quiet
For it waits until all comes back at night

We'll be two distant stars distant by the breeze
The kind of love only common among queens and mysteries
I will wait for the currency to get back there
And fall right back the other side of the river

A lady I once witnessed
She once came to my dream and toiled torn memories
She was burning and screamed at sad far love
“Oh lover, can you feel the willow disintegrating?”
“If I fall on this crude earth and my innocence grooms so helpless,
I forget your sweet face, Would you catch me down and gently remind me?"

Now lets dance like it's 3am on quiet alley streets
Kinda feel like I am burning from deja vu
It haunts me that your eyes never dim
And my eyes and hands never struggle around you

There were blizzards of foresaken hymns
It was something that you need to study
In the corner there's me swinging between skyscrapers and agony
A kid

Last night I dreamt a little dream
A little bit of flutter eyes and anarchy
The pain you endeavour is lost
To the chasing trill of running with me

The moving fingers brushing the maze
The labyrinth the labour the lace
The kind of love the thunder moves for
When the sky opens in every way

Collapse the stairway and blind the raven
Let Aphrodite gently judge the living
For then we shall rise redeemable
For then the earth would leach us into something

feel something is suffocating the idea of escape
like Prometheus waiting for the vulture
or a toxic person hurting you
Day after day, you think
Maybe hurt is all you deserve
because that's all you expect

The love we dread, lies in the dirt
I,
A man
lurch the open ground like an animal
For you
And we kiss like real people do

How cruel would we be if we only communicated in symbols
I'll be 89, a perfect prime
But without parentheses i would not make sense
I would wake up to a dream of having factors you can call your own
But sinking in a voyage of my endeavours
I'll be a null set that doesn't need parentheses to make sense
Just a weird scribble that's all to make you understand

Love is dead
The potential you'll be, you'll miss it
The promises you kept to me
Didn't try to speak
I'll love you again in another life

Sat in front of a vast ocean
Felt some presence, precipitated till unseen
I wanna fly to it
But my wings are non existent, and heart is too **** weak
So I ran, I ran too fast too fast
I went to a bar and told them they should flee
"You're a ******* joke" thats what they told me
I wanna help them
But the grasp of trust has never touched me
So save yourself, sound the fire alarm
I ran too fast too **** fast to save myself
I shoved myself in a bunker to suffocate before it kills us all

I'll play some music
Inside of imaginary Louvre
And we will run to cupid's aid
Where he is fighting a heartbroken prince

All I am is adventures of a traveler
Concentrated till saturation, and blind curiosity
Crushes my attention span to a blink
It's too cornered in my clothes, can you lend me your wisdom?

Remember the shine of the great Eye always watching
Fire and shadow lurking over the mountains
An army chanting a language so very harsh, it hurts to sound
The break of the dawn where clouds are darken, and dreams are dead
Towards the pass, between the Black Gates
Lies the servent of great old foe
Who is now unlike his master, survived all the lords of the world
To become a lord of his own
One ring to rule them all
One ring to find them
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the lands of Mordor where shadow lies

Crying very quietly, a strange thing
Feels like a dream when Utumno
Was shrieking into oblivion and we thought
"This dream isn't feeling sweet"
I opened a portal
Into darkness
And lost you

The shadow of the angel
Impaled in the rain
Quivers like the flower
Bloomed in spring
The stars foaming glitter
Thawed and stark
Imagine the empty sky
Filled with sharks
And now please to sound exit
Where we are cruel and stars are dead

Why does it rain
So loud
That I wish the world
Was set on fire

It screams at no one but me
Like it's screaming into nothing
Ask me where the hell I'm stopping by
IDIOT SLOW DOWN SLOW DOWN!!!!

The last thing I want is pushing behind
The Hollywood sign,
empty boulevard
Hazel pamphlet,
gazed roads ending
meadow beside the city
The road filled with empty
A mean frequency of few cars
The smokey fumes rising
above the walnut tree,
Flirting with the dangling branch
The waves touching heaven and everything,
To sleep so low,
It makes me bleed
The fire keeping us warm,
untouched cold within,
Everyone using the wood and oil
Belong to the mighty
Hollow of our creed
Belong to the mother of the father that
Made us be
Belong to the ghost that guards
Beneath sheets or,
Feeling lonely
Belong to yourself for
Believing

Oh to close upto oblivion
The light pressing against white noise
Rain and this youtube video of "study with me"
The feeling of being drowned in breathing waters
My revolution must be prone to resolution
Time is a bust with a decisive British accent
In the back everyone's feeling sorry for the loner
Digging into oblivion
I found gold, a telescope that looks upto Orion
I have no one to show

Twinkle little star
This world is broken, shine away in waste
Lay crude, in places to be, taken by dark
A little child wishes to be
Something miraculous, pretty
While she faces herself in lowest place
Covers her mirror,looks at you little star
And depressurises her spacesuit
Pull her out, pull her out
She was only dreaming
But she lingers healthy in her little dream
Twinkle little star
You killed someone without existing
Laugh it out in secrecy

The moon felt no rest, crest of distress
Felt like it's her purpose to say nothing
Hang herself signing a lullaby putting us in sleep

I guess we could have some fun
Throwing darts at me
While I am going a thousand miles per second
I can't slow down
I have a train to catch, it would take me some place nice
A rebuttal intertwined destiny and monotonous suffering
But still I can't slow down
Shoot me down
Shoot me down

The red colour of valentine
The saint was caught up with a fine
For driving too fast to save me
From my inevitable death
And we'll have a blue room
Cover it, in a fish bowl
"Would you like to eat something?"
I must turn on the radio before
The bowl fills up with Lead as the saint wished it to be

When you were here someday
I used to wake up in your arms
Everyday, every time I cried
You were just like this perfect description
Of the angel we create
And I don't belong here
I belong with you and everything you touched
Is hurting so bad, I might remove it off
I'm panicking, god save me I'm panicking
But something tells me you are still
Lurking like an angel
Just like an angel

It's like your sitting beneath the ocean
Trying to aim high at the sky
But your tiny bed feels like a graveyard
When you're surrounded by erasers
All blunt from erasing the truth and sharpening your sorrow laden hollow
Please ignore the fighting, and put on your headphones
Drown in the recoil of your existence
Do you mind the talking or is it everything?
That chokes you into anger
Please sound the alarms, wasted on deficit
Does it help to be wasted under the velvet day
Are you looking for a new place to begin?
You start by getting up from your bed

An empty hallway is

I drew a face of a late night
On the back of a raindrop, waved it goodbye
It'll be back before breakfast, wearing something elixir, in heartbreak
Soothing some hymns about the rivers, she has been through
Standing here, caressesing the mild wind to show them way
Standing here, it has to dread the death, the rust
It has to feed the rain, while coming back before breakfast
And before long it's dark, another day wasted in self inspection
And planning before comes the junction of conduction and the train to my show
A stunning resolution
I drew a face of my heart
On the back of skipping stones heavier than the moon

Today, it's the sunrise o'er the tallest building
I lied about the doctors appointment I never had
And my dad ******* it up
I was caught with a knife and Julius was on the floor
Wasted in self neglect, maybe she should work more
And I was caught by the sunset by the cops
They wore clown uniforms with a centripetal appeal
Then I heard the sounds from my side
It was a thunder struck, or a ******* blow to my consciousness

Could you fathom the grounds beneath shrieking city?
Or the regret behind the spoken promises over nights of insomnia
I'll trade my conjuring comfort for some clarity
I must agree, it's unique
Being the powerless protagonist in your own story

Wake up wake up, I dreamt a dreamer
Woven in silver, jewellery like the two trees
She offered me some relief away from my panic
I told her, "I'm starving, I need your peace"
She glitches into oblivion, left me twitching in my misery

I lit a thin green candle (to start a poem)
Under the coming storm, faith has dealt me a knight
So give back my keys
I must open the gates for your peace
Maybe then I'll get some sleep
Or my conjuring comfort calling quit
And we all will be doomed, washed behind big hospital with matching socks,
Knocked by purple morphine, pink tic-tacs
Still then I bet we won't be asleep

Arise, the fear of being beneath the ground
Suppress everything and everyone you feel free to differentiate
Fearful of being lost faster than time, slower than peace, slimier than faith
Remember when it all was pretty, now it's bleeding into something diagonal
Arise, chimes of my paranoia, sound some pretty choir, some sigh screening
Fear the dread, fear no less child, fear no less
The day would shine on us when it would all be quiet
But what if the pupil despicably choose to rage against your peace
Paralysis to your order might make us insane
But you told us to "fear no less child, fear no less"
Sometimes it's the break of day and sometimes the night
I wonder about the music that was never quiet
The lyric among the symphony that's hanging upside down
It's some lullaby that's just wouldn't die
And the moments before everything grew
It took shade under the weary castle
The realms of the anxious
And it whispered "i love you"
Or something out of the abyss, walking out of substance to say to
Running out of promises to keep but my dear it's all ending
I won't deny the existence of destruction
But something deep down inside says it isn't right
Please be okay if you're quiet
And news to our little paradise, blooming with everyone with no surprise
I'll get a  life, or a hand shake or carbon monoxide
Something must be able to move
When everything breaks in front of our universe

Recover from your wounds
And get clothed before they hear us
No, this isn't fair this isn't human
Please, please spare me
I promise


keep the open faces, like spaces into a divine end
a million assassins and ambassadors of your life
and when the stars are zeroes of polynomials, I dread
a smile at the end when it dies, my love all mine

(The setting was dark, for there were streetlights at a distance. Till then it was all dark. He was eager to make the jump but feared his body, or worse his soul would give up then and there. As shadow passed his sight he gathered his disarray and the ungiving to his fever. He began to mumble,
"Stand tall, for there is a reward
The empty sky looked up and saw a flaw"

He began to pull himself towards the lights away from misery. His walk had a limb and was as if he had walked a thousand miles in a thousand different places a thousand times all at once.

"The empty sky asked Mother Nature, a strange request
A roof must be put above, at her behest
The mother looked confused and asked her child the purpose
The sky replied I have nothing to take nor trust"

Elliott was nearing this run in quite a splendid fashion and his mechanisms were working unorthodoxly. He was blinded by reflections from the mirrors at the side of cars passing through him. the light came from a distance not that far from him. he couldn't describe the cars. he didn't need to in his mind. he was far from observing the world as the world was changing.
He continued
"Mother questioned what her child meant, asked calmly
the sky said that when all are asleep in this crude world, they flee
to the land of dreams, but I, mother am but a piece
Please give me something to dream up to when my troubles flee")

I'm dancing on a battlefield tomorrow
Does it help to scream ere comes dawn
Would you usurp clothes and boots torn between electric fences and memories?
Or would you stop dancing and meet death while she is busy?

The last time I saw god was Thursday
It was raining and my wisdom tooth just sprung
Then like a roar and a bolt from the hefty sky
Came the saint and he whispered "would you perhaps, take a day off
Moonlight as an astronaut?"
I ran off still clinging to reality
Till i ran closer and closer to the edge of my dream

You don't deserve what you abide
It's so dangerous to play with your words, remember when
The moon grew older than our others
In the corner Kepler scratching his head
To see the moon sulking, singing
"I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour"

Maybe I'll be better off a werewolf
Drop my sword on the run to the morning
Touch everything in between
In momentary lapse of a blink in freedom
I'll be better off a savage

How alike are you with the sun
She's grabbed in thunder's jaw and still haunted by winter's chill
She's not safe

There was one day
I still remember it to the end
You were looking out the window
Comprehending how much effort you put
How little you get while everyone else is stuck on their screens
I heard everything
Then I heard priest spoke some hymns
Down the river from the hills flowing through the prison corridor
Then it all fell like glass and broke
Woven in the clouds still hindering in naive sunlight
It's all right, "be like the love which discovered the sin"
Or amongst the rebel and stone, lemongrass and ginger in free breeze
A polaroid joke about laughter captured, hung before everything
Dreams made us feel, rest is an act
I witnessed snapping out

I feel motivated to be anxious by the crippling feeling of losing touch
But maybe I am not so weak

I laid down so hard, unbearable
I crumbled down in the groove of my paranoia
To search inside a dream, a fritter halfway between
When i woke up believing
I am king
I heard a gunshot from within

Plain secrecy, resides in my humour
I'm a little bird
I flew like this all my life
Like a bag of sand losing my burning weight
Against the current tides of blowing wind

Ticking away, the time that owes us blood

A distinct galaxy must have

Lipsticks for men and women to kiss where they didn't **** little children and destroy cities

Now again

It's good to hear yourself far away across the street

The softly spoken death sentence

Then screams of abstinence, reoccurring tones of vocal chords tearing up to merciless stretch.

It's a huge shape to draw by a poor weary man

So he decides to join the twisted fate of craze

And then he is forced to the back
The demon whispers "sorry we are full of ordinary man, we don't need more murderers"

Put that thought next to problem 8, a bunch of scribbled lines

Right, left, at ease soldier
Home is far you reside in fear now
You harvest the blood of your brothers
To a lost cause, on a mere madman
At ease soldier, At ease
The lunatics is the air, it's just not you
The paper holds your credentials and a column
For if your head explodes, rearranged till your sane
At ease soldier,
It's a cloud burst, don't panic
I see you on the red spot of Jupiter
Now hide till September

Sometimes I feel free
Sometimes the feeling sneaks around the backdoor to flee
There's nothing like this feeling of being lost faster than time
The feeling comes so little yet it is louder than the bombs over my city today