- Bound to a Bleak Past
The future, seems to be dark.
When i see how my life goes.
I thought I escaped.
But it was just in my mind.
I don't want to look back, 'I don't…'
But i can't help it.
its breaking me 'taking me…'
- Imperfections Of Growth And Decay
years spent mimicking the patterns. meanings never carried through. taught to the test, left behind with failure. static tremor - reaching out to touch only empty space; living repelled by the sense of disjunction, distortion, discomfort. let the waves come: crush the concrete, smooth the imperfections, lay down the path and recede - no static remains
- Oppressive White Light
I wander, In myself…
Surrounded by darkness,
No happiness…
Only grief…
Eyes of eternal sadness.
Never to be healed.
- Spare Me Your False Comforts, Spare Me Another Sunrise
every day is a battle of attrition. twenty-four hours of being beaten into submission. and i watch myself in the mirror turn into a walking corpse. another day passed is another pyrrhic victory. another word spoken is another white lie. spare me your false comforts, spare me another sunrise. and give me the oblivion of unconsciousness, the peace i long for.
- Weathered by Time
My life was lost, in this period of misery.
Time passes by like there was nothing changed.
It all seemed the sane and yet it was different.
My mind poisoned, tortured and suffocated.
I was empty, yet so full of emotions.
So many thoughts, but few words.
It was all so clear, and still so far away