pirmdiena, 2014. gada 29. septembris

reality

Welcome to my reality
The dream of constant insanity
No place to stay
Nothing to say

Wandering the dark
Feeling lost
Wishing for a spark
Can you read this post?

Echoes in my mind
No place to stay
What can I  find
Nothing to say

Wondering all the time
Is this reality
Pondering my thoughts
Constant insanity

No more feelings
No more ceilings
No place to stay
Nothing to say

Welcome to my reality
The dream of loneliness
Come with me
Always alone

Feeling lost
No place to stay
Is there a inn host?
Nothing to say

Beautiful night
a field of grass
It isn't bright
Nothing to wield

ceturtdiena, 2014. gada 18. septembris

Apostrophe

Here I am again
By a request
What will I gain
In this mad quest

Haven't been here for a while
All cause I could smile
Blinded and thought to be unseen
Stunned by this vile stench

Take a wrench
And hit me in my mind
You damned wench
What will you find?

Calm down now
Look in my palm
Do you see
That guy making a frown
Is it me?

I thought you were my friend
Always kind and loving
But maybe your a fiend
Cunning and cold 

Why am I mumbling these lines
Just like those mindless ones stumbling upon and upon
Paying those fines and seeking their own lines 
Oh the smell. the reeking of rotten desires

Grant me my light
While I stay in this night
Take that wrench 
Just be that wench
End it