Piercing through my core, deep calls the deep,
Penetrating my heart, life stops
My mind is mute, falling in a transit sleep
To the floor my body drops.

Crashing against the waves through the endless void
Lost, wandering, thinking, pondering
My heart and soul forever destroyed
This is now a conjuring.

The devil in me begins to awaken
Coming from the darkest of depths
I become a poltergeist, my life forsaken
Im only hungry for deaths

Withstood a thousand pains
Endured a million hardships
In my mind rages hurricanes
My mind is in eclipse.

Through the void in the distance I see light
Possibly a glimmer of hope?
Yet I can't even budge with all my might
The light and hope eloped.  

Screaming “why” yet the void remains silent,
My frustration continues to grow  
Each second Growing more violent
The furious rage on my face shows.

I am lost my soul burns it's final embers,    
The flame inside me is dying out.
My rage finally surrenders
Falling all about.

The darkness turns bright and the void is gone.
The silence has fled
To your soothing voice I am drawn,
You seem directly ahead

Pulling me from my eternal slumber,
Bringing life back to my dead soul.
You voice rattles in my head like thunder
you reach for me to get me out of this hole.


Through your eyes I see dazzling stars,
Sparkling in the moon-lit night
Your gaze shatters my minds prison bars
And it holds me tight.

You stand beside me on this narrow path
Leading me towards a better tomorrow
Soothing away my wrath
My trust and willingness begins to grow?

By your side in emotional bliss,
I finally feel at peace
No longer in this oceanic abyss
Finally living at ease.

i see heaven in your eyes
and you see sincere in mine.

Cloaked wings fuel feeds

Tongue loaded flint locked bullets

Eve stuck to her leaf

I can never respect people who take decisions for others,
Omni present child wearing adolecence .

People must never assume they have all the answers
When you play the role of the actors
Idealising philosophies and mystic factors
You judge, aware of your sorrow bearers
And with each sin, a silent look, and a feather
Torn apart to make it clearer
That he whom survives is repressed
While the new trend is depressed
Yet somehow i still picture you in your white dress,
Realigned.
And the voice i talk to you with
Is mine,
but you are not me
So how can i define
The slips and fissures of your subconcsious mind
And thirst to be free.

To each his field and angles
And if hell is heaven
i am still the devil

Words Of Harfouchism

Every morning
I'm enjoying.
Evenings may vary.
But my tanks take care of me.

I shift them both 180 degrees,
Usually they know it means one of two things.
It's time to clean or secure.

But for some reason, one breaks my order.

Slowly shifting towards east, his platoon knows something wrong.
Slowly cause he doesn't wanna raise the heat.
Cause if one sees him too undone,
That's one to not be seen.

Unfortunately a time comes where two has to go back to zero.
Not cause it's time to sleep, not trust me.
They still do protect me after these.

One stays at 90 regardless of what I say.

While I appreciate it, you gotta understand what I'm saying cause I'm done, no more cold ones. It's freezing and I can't take no more. Just turn off.
Just a twist of a **** I wish.

We'll continue our routine tomorrow...

Charlie One: 0° E  Hotel Two: At ease. You've done enough for me.