Deep in the woods
there is a land of falsehoods.
The weight of regret vacillate.
A land to create.

I feel odium in this land.
Lost souls that planed,
planed to cross over.
Wanting to takeover.

I embellish the fire.
I write with my sinning thoughts.
Sinning tongues before the gods.
Be wary,
the feeling will go.
The tomb sinister and transparent.
We expel dark tendencies.
The daemons never vanish.

I embellish the fire.
I sense lustful lovers lost.
Below the land I awaken.
The heat has come.
Flickering hesitant.
Out of control,
a phone ringing somewhere.
At how many harbors.
The gods take another road.

A haze of betrayal
as memories twist, crawl and scream.
We once experienced bliss, childlike innocents,
and untainted love.
We dont want to go back.
But your desire vanished.
A horrific pool of agony.
Follow the night,
follow the darkness.
Love was torn apart that day.
In a haze of betrayal.
I still love you.

I’m awake,
Living the nightmares.
Numb and emotionless.

Colors are lost to me.
The living anger,
demolishes joy.

A soulless shadow.
The world and life
wither away.

My passion is the silent uneasiness.
Remembering many discontent, and happy doubts.
Thoughts came worrying
worrying
worrying.

Death shall bring assurance.
I uncovered
the wispy whispering shadows
and they sprung onto the world.
The ignorant never suspecting.
I was mute.
I received the backlash.
The backlash of the world.

I want to be awakened from this nightmare.
Deep into the darkness dreaming.
God listen to my prayers
the when the tears start streaming.
The article of sorrow
brings with it pain until tomorrow.

The land is a solitude
Suddenly I heard something visioning
Up from above death’s view.
He was conditioning.
The Ifylls remained forbidden,
And hope remained hidden.

My heaven, I could not awaken.
You were a prophecy.
My heart broken and mistaken.
New world awaken a new possibilities.
Down a new deep dark whole.
In there stepped a darling soul.

Tonight is a night of sorrow,
a night of loneliness.
Songs of death loom in a dark forest.
Wolves vent their struggles.
The beautiful one awakes.
Wisps of death surrounds her pale form.
A timeless dread fills me.
Her inky black hair cascades over
Frail ivory skin.
her full crimson heart aches.
Black tears streaming,
streaming from her wrists.
Tonight is a night of new life.