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Wednesday, July 17, 2013

The veil

Oh how I wish to see
The world that was once mine
Parted by this veil of ice
Created by my crimes

My hand still longs for a touch
My heart for the pain
My mind for a reason 
Not to stay sane.

Sarrounded by these variables
For whom I do not care
By all these actions
And by all these stares

All but a mention of life that has passed
For in reasons of infamy
I have never last
I am but a traveller in tis age so young
Never understanding the reason
Of why and what i have begun

Alas another day will come to pass
The zombies will be followed 
And the dies will be cast

In the true memory of the world that was mine
I will keep remembering 
Of the time
When the world was scattered
but the world was mine.






Friday, March 15, 2013

I am but a man

I am but a man
A single foe to me
Is the reason I harbour
With all certainty

I am but a man
Who is never too true
For in lies I believe
And envy the comfort they give to you

I am but a man
Who prays to god and devil alike
Who shames in all carnal desires
And prays with all his might

I am but a man
For a step or two
I believe I can write history
But I can't see it through

I am but a man
Who will never see the light
For peace is unforgiving
Come day or night

I am but a man
Who loves for reasons cruel
For the heart of a stranger
Is gold to this fool.

I see but now
The error of my ways
The dance of insanity
And time of the day

I say to you
Love me for what I am
Always just a man
Who lives and breathes.