vineri, 13 noiembrie 2015

I'm just curious, does this ever stop?

I'm just curious, does this ever stop?

Now, I'm not saying I know it all, although I used to,
I don't say that I'm the best, better than the rest,
Though I something find myself thinking so...
I...give up.

You know, maybe I'm great, but I don't know it,
What you say as being a truth, I always said it while it was a lie.
Am I ashamed of what I've done? Maybe, but that's just part of the trick, right?
Manipulating and using all that I can and all that I am....

I always enjoyed posting here, though it brought me sadness,
Though sometimes it brought me harm (or pain)...
I've always wanted one thing!!!!!!!
And it wasn't to have someone, but just for once,
God give me time.

I've always found time to be something we cannot touch,
Something we cannot control, as much as we'd like to.
I remember countless times, whether old or recent,
When I just wanted time.

I didn't need too much, may be two weeks or three,
But that time never came to be.
I hoped and prayed that I'd have time,
To do and mend, that which I have broken.

Willingly I sought to break through the open,
Hoping that one would see, that one would find,
Always, that special/renowned  interest of mine.

That time never came and instead...
An age of hate, sorrow and bliss came to avail.

I speak of the present yet think of the past,
Think of you, the one that never passed.


Enkidu - Falling


If I could ever express my sorrow,
It would be from tonight,today and all until the last,
Until there would be no more than the past,
And do that which I must have done for your, the last.

luni, 28 septembrie 2015

It goes without saying

Sometimes we welcome the devils in our minds,
Trapped and hungry, they linger for our purity,
When faced with them, we act as if blind,
We forget ourselves in the hunger, we act without maturity.

In it all, there's always something that is left behind,
Behind our curtains , behind the evil that lies within,
Behind it all there's always something in our mind,
That purity that lies beneath our skin.

You see, devils come and go,
But they won't ever stay.
They're afraid of the fray,
Their evil can never grow.


A1: " I....remember you as a distant memory of the past. What have you been up to lately?"

A2: " Here and there and everything in between.Nothing that you have never foretold."

A1: " You know... I've missed you and the angel that guarded our house."

A2: " Maybe, but I believe that angel's long since gone."


A1: " Could we ever bring it back?"


It's for me to say and for you to hold,
These words that I hold dearest to my soul.
I know there's a lot of pain inside,
But if given a chance, it can prove that it can all remain...behind.