I feel so alone
It feels exhilarating
This loneliness
Just thinking about
Nothing
Drifting
Falling
Oh…
Drowning
......
Do you ever wonder what’s it really like?
You know feeling like you’re always in the dark.
You go through life
desperately avoiding cuts from a knife.
Of course, you fail.
Grasping for air you once inhaled.
It’s like you’re stuck in time
You think ‘was anything ever mine?’
The emptiness inside you grows stronger
Till you cannot take it any longer
......
Every morning and every night,
every time I look at that metal glass,
I see myself- slouched forward,
strained arms and tensed eyes.
Every walk gets harder, every step gets more tiring,
there is no drop of water,
that can quench the thirst of my throat,
quell the drought of in my bones.
Overwhelmed- yes I am,
over thinking- I always am,
......
Felt like the ghost in the world of paper dolls,
More even like the ghost in my own machine,
I was the ghost running through time and space,
And the world became a noise, a distraction to be in.
People being the fragment of fire, barely a cinder,
It never mattered because I was the gasoline,
Soul was silent, chill in my blood,
Coldness bringing the synapses of my brain to a stand still.
......
They are born with extra-ordinary senses,
Know everything of life before birth;
Righteousness is the only purpose to them
And it makes them rush.
Where knowledges is empty searching in earth
That all wisdoms fell to be under feet,
And life can be filled with other things or ways;
So somehow emptiness enlarges their hands,
Clawed to kill these,
May tame them to feel good inside them.
......
haiku 12 : crescendo
beloved adorn
skin rips skin, blood spurts air pure
horn hails emptiness
hiku
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b e LOVE d
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A nerdy scholar spews his blather,
And fools believe his hollow talk.
He twists life’s essence, tears and shatters,
Defiling nature as he walks.
But Spirit rules—its light is fleeting,
Erased wherever lies take hold.
Deceit’s a chain, so tight, deceiving—
Believe the nonsense—lose your soul.
......
I feel so alone
It feels exhilarating
This loneliness
Just thinking about
Nothing
Drifting
Falling
Oh…
Drowning
......
Every morning and every night,
every time I look at that metal glass,
I see myself- slouched forward,
strained arms and tensed eyes.
Every walk gets harder, every step gets more tiring,
there is no drop of water,
that can quench the thirst of my throat,
quell the drought of in my bones.
Overwhelmed- yes I am,
over thinking- I always am,
......
They are born with extra-ordinary senses,
Know everything of life before birth;
Righteousness is the only purpose to them
And it makes them rush.
Where knowledges is empty searching in earth
That all wisdoms fell to be under feet,
And life can be filled with other things or ways;
So somehow emptiness enlarges their hands,
Clawed to kill these,
May tame them to feel good inside them.
......