Abyss

Once you've been around death
once you've tried it's cold whisper
that gave you chills all over your body
you can now live indifferently
because you know you'll come to rest

Gravity pulls you under
as you're on the verge of the abyss

The deepest wound will not scar
the greatest lost will not be filled
and my pain has become so grand
that nothing can get it extinct

Gravity pulls everything
as you're on the edge to nothing

The Inner Light, by George Harrison

Without going out of my door
I can know all things on earth
With out looking out of my window
I can know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Without going out of your door
You can know all things on earth
With out looking out of your window
You can know the ways of heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Arrive without traveling
See all without looking
Do all without doing

you're weak, spineless


but what tempts you?


is it the light that shines from her hair?

The epilectic fool

I'm nothing but an epileptic fool
drowning in blood and drool

Hear the countdown to your departure
it's a flight, they're calling you're name
no wonder you got no rapture
just let someone else get the blame

Thirty seconds and you're on the ground
when the fall kills the bruises
and you head down to the dead-end trail
of your life, such a mysterious fail.


I'm nothing but an epileptic fool
drowning in blood and drool


There will still be light
wherever you go, wherever you are,
it will burn you alive
and dissolve your body to tears.

Because that intermittent shine
will always trigger your mind
you will always be drained
and I will never be kind.


I'm nothing but an epileptic fool
drowning in blood and drool

To my old friend, eternal absent

Can we just talk?
I know it's very hard to forgive ourselves, if not impossible, but can we not overrate our illnesses and forget that we're sick, just for an instance.
There's always something, once in a while, that I'd like to tell you. As you were my friend I imagine you can understand what I'm talking about.
Can we please understand and realize ourselves of all the time we will have lost till we're gone, that we didn't talk, that we didn't speak to each other. Do you want to loose?
Did you meant to loose me? If you're that bad, if you meant just to use me, why did you even bother to apologize after we were done? Was it just to feel good? Was it because your therapist told you or just because you need to feel that you're in control manipulating others?

To have and to hold: that's the hardest thing to do in what can be a long and unpredictable life.

Your misery

Your sorrows are like lullabies for me
I couldn't care less for your tears in the sea
and on and on I come across you again
somehow there seems there'll be no end.

When your life conditions aren't great
and you got no respect for yourself
do you think anyone is going to state
that you're as talented as hell?

And on and on you drag carrying on
your miseries and woes like treacheries
that were stabbed in your hunchback

And on and on you always linger on
in my bloody veins and numb pains
that will never be gone.