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foerno Feb 2010
the flow
the society's eternal goal
mindless show for senses
enslavement for soul.

splash is all the effort
I use it to crush waves
all becomes trash when there's no escape.
'sider them mundane
you're still on the shelf
breaking out a cliché is a cliché in itself.

we cannot all disperse
we cannot stay in place
reclusive - an evil curse
society's disgraced.

a shame,
the river flows.
I pledge to crash on banks
some will reach the muds and dry
most will stay inside

better die alone with vows
than splash - the river flows.
foerno Jan 2010
I wish I could wake up in a better world
I wish I could wake up anew
I hope that when the sheets unfold
I'll be there with you

I dream — in my dreams I can always feel
how everything fits into place
oh, don't tell me it is not real
the kiss and the embrace

asleep? — it matters not where it takes place
everything coming to be
the next day when the sun is raised
it will stay with me

and tomorrow we'll be together again
if only for the length of night
and there will not be any pain
when you're in my sight.
foerno Jan 2010
phony helps have I resisted
conscience trapped me in a cage
I'd hate God if he existed
all I've got is growing rage

blessed be the ignorant blind
for they get drunk with life more
every move they can rewind
every state they can restore

I'm so tired of guiding lights
so I pay for comprehension
life is but a roll of dice
there is no redemption

it's easier to fall asleep
than wake up to such a life
people are ******* sheep
and I have no drive.
foerno Dec 2009
wish you were here.
wish you wanted to.
wish you were my fishbowl, so that i could see you through.

will you drown me in the sweetness and the wholeness of your soul?
will you share some of your water so that i can breathe at all?

i'm a fish, a lost soul, all that i can see is you.

do you think you could love me, too?

oh, where are the blue skies?
all i can see is pain.
if you are to be my sunshine, why do you tend to bring rain?

where are the sweet gestures,
words of love that seem so true?
how i wish that you were here,

how i wish you wanted to.
foerno Dec 2009
you're the reason I laugh
you're the reason I cry
you're the reason I breathe
and that I want to die.
you're the purpose I have
stimulant that I feel
of all the conceivable things
you are the most real.

you're the should and the shouldn't
the must and the can't
you're the star I would follow
anywhere that she went.
for you I set up a clock
(the one in my brain)
that counts down to the moment
I'm gonna see you again.

I sleep for you,
dream for you,
wake and get up.
I'm honest,
I lie,
I start and I stop.
I take the right path for hope that you are on,
I ask everyone to find out where you've gone,
I follow you,
search for you,
look at what you see.

and in the end, I do this all for me.
~to S

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