The livid life form,
all consuming storm,
drowns those from within,
who are nearly dim,
and knows not mercy,
for those are pursy,
Breaks life and sorrow,
until dusk and morrow.
Yet eager tempest flows,
......
taking inventory, what have I lost?
warmth
that desire
to feel warmth in my bones
before,
a craving
and now,
all I long for is cold
I stand outside
......
Just like you would open the door
to a stranger on a stormy day,
welcome the souls
who knock on your heart.
You never know what
they've gone through.
-precious.whispers
People rejected me for the way I was,
The urge to change myself rose
more than ever just because
there was nothing else I chose.
I desired to be part
of my ''foremost'' friends
And took it to heart
that it had to make sense,
......
Vision flows through the pink sky
Oh no, Oh why
As thick as yours, as dark as mine
I ain't stressing.
Keep the thing on rewind
Oh no, Okay
But don't let it become a ritual
Cause if it is,
......
Hard is the way of the world,
Farmers toiling, workers grieving,
Women crying, infants dying.
Hard is the way of the world,
Relinquishing their soul,
Being pushed into a black hole.
Hard is the way of the world.
There's a fire in my brain with steam shooting from both ears, and a flame in each eye boiling every droplet of tear.
I'm trying to keep my thoughts from getting too out of hand, because a long time ago I told myself that joking about suicide was banned.
Next year should breeze, and I'll see the now through trivial lenses.
But this temper is untamable, and I already feel Death's commencements.
'Too far gone' hasn't even left yet,
But sometimes I ask myself if I'd rather an open or closed casket.
......
Donkere dagen, een koude wind,
zorgen die zich opstapelen,
als wolken die de zon bedekken,
stil,zwaar, aanwezig.
De weg voelt soms verloren,
schaduwen groeien in gedachten,
maar ergens, ver weg,
blijft een glimp van licht wachten.
Dare I dream of hope in a world that's self consuming,
and dare I dream of a home where hearts are always blooming.
Peaceful the mind would be in a land I am assuming,
but hardship is what we find in a world that should be booming.
Wisdom shall be your guide in moments that are confusing,
and damned our lives would be if faith we are accusing.
Clouded are peoples minds with rage that’s over fuming,
and lost are those who think that life is just amusing.
......
taking inventory, what have I lost?
warmth
that desire
to feel warmth in my bones
before,
a craving
and now,
all I long for is cold
I stand outside
......