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Poems written inspired in my desire of writing something really different & mind-blowing. |
Invalid I cut my veins with sharp pieces of a reflection of my own I’m now as much as a masochist as one could become Like a junkie looking for a fix, I am addicted to find a way A brighter light to shine down on my way… back home. I’m trapped between the choices As few as they are some days Confused about the voices That whisper into my head I’ve perforated my wrists with nails only to assimilate my savior I’ve become as much of a martyr as the next fool Like a disease I am contaminating my rights and principles A stupid selection of pills for the waking in the next world (You) invalidated my freedom in choices As few as you propose some times (I’m) confused about all the voices That invades inside my mind. Death seems the only way out But I get born again the next day With every word that I’ve spouted I run empty with things to say. How could you amputate my free will? Switch my choices in living for the kill? No such thing as righteousness when you’re wrong Even if you’ve had carved all of your laws in stone. Evnly A tear and a drop and then you’re drowning Always by the ounce, subtly by the gallon The years as they stop and then it’s nothing A perilous zombie, mumbling and wallowing Tracing lines on his way home Over his mind, way above his head Collecting dust as it is gone Only the specter of where it could lead. He says is a sign from heavens Like David’s star The greener grass On the other side of the yard Trying to grasp all of it He tries to chase these strings Slipping through his fingers With nail scrapes on surface Just to draw about a face Through the concepts prowling “One is all and all is one” Even so here subsists nothing. So how can this be? If he’s read his notes How could this be possible? If the foreseeing was certain. He cannot accept these results There must be something else in the matter There’s no room for miscalculations No space left for the fortuitous This journey he embarked Should be fructuous. But even so… Contemplating a reflection of himself off this mirror sky As he runs through this vacant lane hastily He’s conscious that with these obstacles he cannot vie Are the ones that must be removed predominantly. Trying to grasp all of it He tries to chase these strings Slipping through his fingers With nail scrapes on surface Just to draw about a face Through the concepts prowling “One is all and all is one” Even so here subsists nothing. So where are you now? I’ve been seeking in these never-ending pathways Still I can’t see a shadow of evidence anywhere Where are you hiding now? I’ve dug deep into my brain muscles, turned my spirit inside out Still there isn’t a shadow of evidence to be found So where are you? Mother, please answer to your child Where am I? What matters need to be applied? Give a signal I’m here now Give me a sign I’m ready for this now. I will not lose patience I must be persistent I am now certain. This will not be It will grow on me Like a golden rose From beyond eternity Reading the notes This is impossible I will reach the glory Of revealing the veil Yes, I am now sure The foreseeing is quite certain Just a more few steps And I am at hand to be embraced. My little child My secret… You and I Were evenly… My bread, my cup Open up to me, my little child Come and open me up With your bright golden light. Cohesive I only let you get this far Just to see what your actions would be I only let you get to this point Just to see what kind of person you’d become And now that you’re standing still You need to learn to bend down a little And now that you’re quite smiling You need to respect more, just a little More… stabbing in the face Stabbing in the throat Stabbing in the chest Stabbing in the heart Stabbing in the head Stabbing in the eyes Stabbing in the brain To slay the monster you’re becoming Must put halt to the problems you’ve been causing. You could have been the best in this field But you preferred to backstabbed me instead You could have been the one with the skills But you decided to cut short the process. Sinful as we human beings are I laugh at your lack of disposition Such potential wasted just because You preferred to get high in the motion. Good lord, now I must teach you the consequences… Teach you how to bend down a little further Cause you’re rigidly standing still And I must show you to respect a little more To erase that stupid smile of your face By… stabbing in the throat Stabbing in the gut Stabbing in the chest Stabbing in the heart Stabbing in the head Stabbing in the eyes Stabbing in the brain To slay the monster you’re becoming Must put halt to the problems you’ve been causing. I won’t allow this to get out of my hands As it seemingly appeared to be for you I must stop this before it crosses that line I must destroy you, I must slay you… Before you acquire a way to walk steadier Before you learn how to bolt that door out Before you unfold all of the secrets untold Before you comprehend how to be completely cohesive. |