Saturday, July 7

Conversion



Hovering over my dead body
I see you dancing to no tune
What death means to you
I could never think
You stare into my eyes
I have no expression to return
This stoppage pains me
I wish to float with you
Just like a lie can cut
I lie here so open
Without nothing to stop you
I am your poor minion
An empty space on this floor
I am no drug for you
Will you ever feel me once
I doubt this only dream
Yet you turned me into this
I just don’t see why this you’d do

Tuesday, June 26

Surrender to Hell




On this pedestal of death I stand
Searching for my end
No fear now left to live
The end is now my friend

I close my eyes and whisper
To the depths of highest orders
Smite me down you now must
Turn these muscles and bones to fodder

My eyes dried up off tears
Blood now it starts to weep
Not fear or pain the cause
Just something inside deep

How did I end up here
To what I owe this grief
To answer an eternity is less
The questions although so brief

I whisper once again
Hear me Oh’ lord of silence
Take me now your captive
Your prison my ultimate penance


…And finally I open my eyes
There he stands a mighty knight
Not different from what I’d dreamt
Yet such a strange sight

Kneel in front now I must
A warrior’s end I seek
He hasn’t moved an inch
Yet suddenly so far and bleak



Oh but what a fool I’ve been
The devil is a crooked player
My surrender brands me a coward
No longer he’ll heed my prayer

My existence ends up a waste
A lifelong struggle thrown away
I fought for hell so long
Now drown in heaven’s bay.

Thursday, March 22

Literature

Writing is not about framing words, rather stringing thoughts you can't say in verbal

Sunday, March 11

Retirement



This will be my one last fight
And then I’m gonna be history
I’ll try to reach all those heights
And then there is no victory
I will testify my greatness and might
And free from expectations I will be
Into the pie of victory I will bite
And then from a distance I’ll see
The torch of my rule I will light
And then in another hand it will be
All darkness I will turn bright
And then to pay I have no fee
I will chase away all my frights
And then scared no longer I will be
All loosen bonds I will now tight
And then away I will be
Just let me win my one last fight
And then from this life I will flee.

Wednesday, February 29

Untitled / Incomplete


I lay in the darkness
Waiting for the end
Praying to my lost god
Don’t help me one more time

I look to the skies, the oblivion high
The sun as usual shining bright
It’s like a mocking sign put up
To ridicule my miserable life

Always for the end I craved
Wished to die sooner than later
Now I hear my doom approaching
I reconsider, my thoughts I clear


Thursday, February 23

Kill God



The angels hunt me down
Demons track my soul
Hiding in this human town
I remember my life’s one goal

A creation of the enlightened darkness
I had defied my own masters
For me no one was his highness
My mission was to be a martyr

My master’s hunter, the gothic angels
Are nearby, I sense them
My former army, now a stranger
If only I could save some of them

The devil is now the commander
And god himself the knight
Of this alliance I am the binder
But if only they could see the right

The pretty demons the hideous priests
Fire at me, at their will and accord
But I don’t care ‘bout these beasts
Good or bad, I’ll kill God

Tuesday, February 21

Disgrace


Lost beyond these words
I see what you won’t believe
A mind disfigured by grim
It is evil yet serene

For society an existence ceased
People can be so cruel
Trekking on this treacherous sheath
In winds of poisonous tears

An adolescence lost to pain
A teenage that wasn’t there
This age old misery reminiscent
Of why this life is a failure

The uncoloured part of a rainbow
A pilot drowning in depths
Some words better left unsaid
This sarcasm of god bitter

Like the blank page of a diary
A pretty face scarred and burnt
Some roots don’t grow any trees
They only rot in dirt

Playing this tune devoid of rhythm
Beating doors with broken hands
Screaming pathetic to myself
I break down and succumb to fear