They say we are like flowers
Different colour
Filled with powers
And hidden dolour.

A human being
Can be weak
Not always Wellbeing.
And somtimes bleak.

I feel it deep inside
growing into my mind.

This is the darkness inside of me,
without it,
i can't breathe.

This world has already became blind
No one can see
It’s empty pride.

Greed,
Is this world’s
Strong need.

It’s faceless
Toys
Is already graceless.

I see everything
But I have nothing to say
It’s a stupid thing
Because I will be the one that has to pay.

we are going
in circles
always lying
so miraculous.

this will never
end
and forever
will we pretend.

I don´t choose not to "care"
it feels empty,
it's just...not there.

Apathy you say...
...no sympathy or empathy
...for infinity.

Guess that...everything moves around
but it stopped "inside"
not even a sound
...from the opposite side.

There is no time....
To think,
It would be a crime...
To blink.

A choice....
Has a meaning,
Even a voice...
Can’t stop you from dreaming

Live your life...
As if there is no tomorrow,
As a sharp knife...
Protect yourself from sorrow.

My mind
feels like disease,
I am blind
and feel unease.

lost in my head
this is not reality,
As if i am dead
This planet has lost my vicinity.

Silent outside, storm inside
no one can see
this painful side
within me.

faceless
i keep moving
changeless
i am doing, what i am doing.

Want to make you real
by believing
that you may heal
this empty feeling.

Keeping the faith
within my heart
i will not become a wraith
this world will see my art.

Life is a deadly game,
You need to choose your way.
Once you choose, it will never be the same.
Your soul will be served on a tray

Darkness or light,
We need to survive
Our soul is always in fight
In order to stay alive

We are all in the same game,
Just different levels
We are all in the same hell,
Just different devils.

I don’t want to imagine
A different way
Even if it could save me from this ravine.

A deep hole
Between reality
And my soul
Like a Path of infinity  

Somehow I became blind
By ignoring
And I forget what means “kind”
Such a selfish “thing”

You fear me
Because I am standing on my own.
You see
I am alone.

Without a “pack”
I have sharper teeth
And lack
Of empathy.

A path
Of a lone wolf
Along with wrath
tear enemies apart.