Time spent compounding knowledge from a foreign origin
“Be hold”, he chants
A figure of which she can’t see

Like a cold breeze on his forearms she looks anaesthetically into space
With drums beating in her chest,
She leaves his side desolate

Following the commands from a different plane
His reality unfolds layers stepping out of the truth
Dillusion saturates all that makes sense

His thoughts are overflowing with treasured momens left behind
He finds peace at the feet of his giant
All sense is lost

Everything he had anticipated
A life he invested in
He stands beneath the foot of the climb
All his courage is drowning in a pool of pain.

A deal he wishes he could take back
How he longs to resign from the path he chose.
He now walks alone, ahead of him no track
And into the darkness, he steps.

In a life that he traded his soul for,
Loneliness now accompanies him.
No man to call a friend.
The undertone of regret keeps him awake

this is a deal he wishes he hadn't made
A heart of gold now turned to waste
Hollow, empty and displeased
He is alone.

Today
The sun kisses his skin through the kitchen window
He ponders over how cruel life can be,
He has been reassured of his outcome
But all he wants to do is weep
The dying flowers outside frown with him
He feels lost
Who can he turn to now?
The sky doesn't talk back
In his mind is where all the memories lay
Objects trigger nostalgia
But it hasn't been that long
He knows he will be okay.
As the void swallows him
There is no escaping from how he feels
The only way through is in
Years afterward
He looks back at his trauma
He knows now that life's surprises pass
The pain is constant
But wisdom abounds

Your attention,
How much I treasured it.
You're merciful but merciless,
Cold but righteous.
It burns in my chest to let you go.
I have no choice.
It hurts more otherwise.
In the dark of the night you messaged me,
I opened my eyes and felt the truth.
There is no choice

Wisdom & the heart.

Feeble eyed I watched and saw you bleed,
Now the circumvention confronts me each day.
The mountain could free me from my mind,
But my brothers do not need that.

Pacing distracts me from my grief,
But with peace, along it comes.
Free advice is like profound,
Because there isn't much to hold on to, for the dispossessed.

To time indefinite, words proposed.
A-teams, they lose to.
Free advice is like profound,
But faith was all there was before the leap.

A dime for your time, the wasted prospect of years,
Of which the value continues to decay.
A dream would it be, to mend what is broken.
Wisdom to repurchase the future, from this emotion.

What am I doing here?

Straight posture, recalling the days I found and lost love.
Vivid to the sun on my skin,
On that hot summer’s day.
My shoes part the hard sand on the ground,
GPS set to my destination.
The air is loaded with uncertainty,
For my loneliest night ever.
Time is only wasting,
“Nobody cares”, but I do (a whisper).
Do I possess rare knowledge?
Or am I just disobedient to convention.
I know my truth is a billion years away from you.
Nothing I say makes any sense,
Not even to me.
If I walk to the horizon, maybe then will I find
A love that no amount of evil can neutralise.