If I Close My Eyes

Look above where the angels dwell?

If I close my eyes, will I be there with them?

Will I touch the stars if I hold on to what I have?

Lost and found within myself,

If I close my eyes, will my tears bring any sense?

When will it all come to pass?

Shadows of what is…

Is all that is left, if I close my eyes will you close yours?

Will your heart beat as mine does forever?

Inspired by a song I love "Close My Eyes Forever".
Exploring my own mortality, what if I don't wake up tomorrow? 

The Animal in Man

They can kill our bodies but not our souls,

This splattered blood isn’t our dreams being

Drained from every essence of what makes us us.
They can sew our lips tight but our voices will always get louder.

The scars, blisters and burns on our necks

Are our pride, a victory to show how we overcame.

Through all this, you see us as all things bad,

Black or White skin; we are all the epitome of the gods.

Note To Self

Life: Eternal

Love: Mortal

Endless like the darkness of the universe,

Joyous like a boat floating in the blue sea,

Motherly embrace grips with undying affection,

Abrupt like sunlight with it’s seductive warmth,

A scroll with words written in the sky

Yet this is what we hope for!

Beauty: Deception

Heart: Veracity

Like an egg it hatches,

Untouched like the beauty of the heavens.

As the sun shall set so will the futile perfection,

But a day will come were soul will embrace redemption.

Beneath the sand lays a dyke where no plant may grow.

Until that day, my thumping heart will have no cause to beat.

Sorry life but I have lost my faith in love!

Valley of Woes

Don't ask me why I have become this, this heartless man!?

For I have died a thousands times,

Cried tears that would fill the Nile

And embraced the pain inside like a charm of the darkness,

This life has seen me toll in the sorrows beneath my eternal...

soiled through the smog and forsaken by the sun's warmth

My cause has seen better days,

My heart has been filled with better emotions,

My smile now stretches with the hurt of pretence.

I've lived a million times

Through died in each day I have lived,

What's in a heart when it's pulse is faint without cause to be?

When the dark embrace grips it's bitter claws on you, you'll understand

Why each day is a laborious struggle.

The indignity, the defeat, the culmination of this spoil is overwhelming.  

My Face

My face is all they see, 

They stare and wonder not much,
They see me kind...
And hopeful and everything they want to see.

Sometimes the mirror lies,
My face is a divisive tool that fools,
It has a story, not a neat one but it tells who I am,
My face is not fine yet you look and judge
And fit me in your own little image!

My face is a coincidence,
A yinyang of both good and bad,
I look at it but I fail to see me,
Like the shores of an ocean it changes and loses shape.
But it doesn't change who I am inside...
My face is false and may have no grace,
It may not even hold pride for the person I am.

Sometimes it is as sunken as the stones beneath the waters,
Sometimes it is as high as the clouds and I like it then,
Sometimes it wonders between the line of what makes me me,
Yet through all this, I know that I am who I think I am.

Black Sun

For the long sweet silence,
The misty hazy cold days...
And the icy solemn waves
Of endless soreness,
Now is time for it's making...
A peril to fate, time and hope:
Something close to a bad intension.

An ear-shutting shriek reigns,
Whenever days of wonder fall...
Beneath this lifeless madness,
The black sun will shine forevermore,
Like a shrine of the gods, it will burn.

A Gory Enchantment

With death before my eyes
I sigh and hope it falls now,
This blood in the snow
Has been shed to relinquish
This hopeless devotion.
The darkness will embrace
My lust to burn in its kill.

A gory stain escapes
From my mind…these weeps
Will bear no delight.
Veins pumping man’s iniquity
Pours more fury in the heart
I once had…
Winds blown by the dead
Dry the gruesome fears
Of life’s long and dark trail.

With this disgraceful odium
Of a life gone wrong
I know I’ll die alone:
Grace will forget my face,
Death will give me one
And pain will offer me its
Promise of the twilight.
I’ll be forgotten by grace
And remembered by wickedness
With all its shame of night.

In this dungeon of spikes
I’ll bleed to slay
My inner desires
To end this thick carnage
My tongue only knows blood
My mind only sees tenderness
Nothing seems right
Here in the fortress of evil
The sovereign of the underworld
Speaks through my bleeding ears.
A heart charred by life’s
Deceptive nature
Will beat with the rhythm of
The dying flurry owl’s howl.

Doused in its spiral wrath
I cannot flee from this confusing supremacy,
My skin melts with this gruesome embrace,
Tonight I’ll feast upon the flesh of this eve,
As daylight stalls this wretchedness
The cracks of my mind smolder
The last bit of breath my soul had…

Embracing Death’s Woes

Frozen inside still I
Bleed from your broken kiss,
A touch of ice embraces me
With a soaring sting of
An eternal affliction,
This forsaken truth
You’ve embraced charges
With a rage of lifelessness,
I ‘m left powerless
With the tears that are
The fragments of my soul;
My fortitude is forever gone.

When love stands still
Life is lost and grief is gained
When a man cries,
It’s all because it hurts
His soul’s core to touch
A love he once had,
His tears will force the
Sunflower face towards
The moonshine
Her voice will be captive of
The ocean’s pressure
And she’ll die like the waves
Of her emotions…

This immortal emptiness
Nurtures its ruins when night
Overcame life’s splendor
And every endeavor
I took to keep us away
From sorrow’s claws…
In this endless soreness
Bore our futile child.
These Hallow feelings
Will be my only foe.

These tears cannot reveal
My angst of numbness
That took me captive
When your life was denied:
My will to be departed with you,
This shame of life pierced through
My hopes like a lance of knights
And stole my lone essence,
Now I’ve got to face
This war of woes on my on.

Are We Free?

The birth of a baby is its freedom

From the confinement of its mother’s womb

And perhaps the limitations of its solitude

And dependence of life on its mother

To speak their tongue

Talk to their god

and live their way…

Is this freedom?

Are we free

When we dream

And hope to be

The wishes of the spirits?

Now and forever we’ll be

Free only when we believe

In life’s own essence:

An illusion of make believe

Which deceives he who believes

That beauty is a façade of lies

And freedom is not a state of mind.

Like sheep we’ll be

Silent with only tears to

Show our lynch’s cry

For a freedom’s rupture

Beyond the world known to man

Where a reality is concealed

And death is a freedom

From the world’s agony.

Is this why sheep doesn’t cry

Before slaughter?

Dunes of Fear

My bare bleeding feet

Bare scars of our sore farewell's treat,

My crimson infects smudge earth…

They are my broken foot prints

Follow them and embrace

My oblivious sprint.

These tears tear me

Taste their saltiness

And fill me with your sulk.

Your eyes as white as milk

Smirk with lust for blood.

I can't do it alone,

I‘ll surely drown in the fear

That lives in me,

Help me swim through this lake

Of forsaken souls.

I look above and paint

The sky with weakness.

My grief reigns over me

The feel of ice enthralls my torn heart,

A touch on numbness slays my mortal essence,

O’ come sway my aching ghoul.

This fear feasts upon my clout

A crease of terror divides mind

I’m afraid, not of death but leaving

This heaven I created…

Broken Emotions

These cracks on my skin are the sores
Of your broken kisses,
My numb emotions are the scars you left
Behind,

I walk following the blood trail of my mind,
My crimson tainted thoughts speak the pain
I now call home,

Look into my eyes?
Do you see what I’ve become?
I look in the mirror and hate what I’ve
Turned into.

Cry for me so that I quench
My thirst with your pure tears,
Let the rain come and wash away my pain,
Embrace this lachrymal to heal me again,
Without you this isn’t who I want to be.

The Truth

It is not what you think it is

It is that which you speak

And all that they seek,

A hiss with a kiss

Is all that the truth has.

Today flowers will die with his loss

Is this the truth?

It is the reason for your being here,

It is a slalom road to home,

Someday I’ll come

And take us away from this lame

Consign of oblivion.

Every word,

Every step,

Every breathe

You take are all in

The name of the truth.

Empathy thumps with a passion

But we choose not to see it.

In the quest of seeking truth

You lose me and I lose you.

We all are too close for

Time to separate us.

It is there for us to hold

It is that which the blind can see,

It is beneath every sorrowful face

It is in the terror of mankind

The reason for any war

Are the woes that man

Can live without…

These sins are the inner reflections

Of the demons in everyone.

I ask for the truth

And again you’ll tell me

What you want to hear.

Unloved

 A nymph though she is the mirrors

In her mind reflect that which shes not,

A feud between love and hate resides

In her emotionless mind as she sits

Thinking what they all hate.

Out of body and out of mind

Her sorrow leaves her faceless…

They were all too busy for her…

She couldn't take it anymore…

The deception was too overwhelming,

She had to do it…

They cant believe what she did,

She’s not hurting anymore.