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The cry of the mother who weeps
at the sight of her unexpected stillborn
deafens me,
I expect to wake up from this foolish nightmare
called life,
and appear in the garden of serenity
where all things good and prosperous
await.
He stares as it draws closer and nods it away, crying
long, brave sighs.
The doors open and she is beckoned by the voices.
The baby is born.

Scared of what you offer, I accept.
Doing what I must to pump, I continue.
Sweeping remains of the core, I bleed.
Drained of what kept me going, I fly high.

Passing the honourable, I am ashamed.

Testifying my case, I am beaten.
The smile is wiped, I am hurting.

Irony prevails, I die.

Dum dum da dum bang your head to the beat and
Spin around like craaaaazy.

Tick tock tick tock hear the clock strike thirteen –
Been waiting a lifetime.

Ba-boom ba-boom thumps the heart for the last time
And thud
Drop dead.

Take away the pain inside me and fill me with your joy,
Show me how to smile from the inside.

Stand by me as I reach my goals,
hold my hand.

Feed my mind with knowledge until it pops,
so you know you’ve done your job properly.

Reach for a star and hand me one,
so I can find my way in the dark.

Stop lying to me.

I know you inside out.

Thinking of you always -
you do something to me that is hard to explain.
Hoping you’ll be there,
always and forever,
holding my hand through the hard times.

I realise that things will be difficult,
and that life can be cruel.
but I’m yours to lean on as you are mine,
as we face the rest – fused together perpetually.

As two peas in a pod,
I ask you to keep me company,
to see what we can make of our moments together.

The thought of you forever beside me
makes me smile uncontrollably.

Missing you always…

Walking down the alley you feel lost and unhopeful
waiting for the time to run, to be free from
the burden.
Strolling till the time is right to escape. Escape the
destiny written for you.
The need to be liberated strengthens, and it’s up to you,
they say.

The only question I have is, ‘can I do it?’ – running around my
head, day and night, forever spinning in my skull.

Blurred images of your future, which will soon become crystal.
Always clinging to the hope that one day, maybe one day,
it’ll change.
No. Never.
Every man for himself.

My heart goes on and on,
Although I wish it wouldn’t.
Beating like a drum – away at my life,
Reminding me of the days that have passed.

Day by day I see
The painful reminders you left unintentionally.
Cards, flowers, pictures,
Which mean nothing to me.

You found it hard to trust and give:
Not my fault.
You took from me what you cannot return. Will not return.
I regret.
You’re out for good.
I’m glad.

A sweet substance found in sheep’s liver,
a horse of impurity;
the pursuit of Evil.
Lacking strength, power or number.
Based on or concerning facts.
An object to put together,
a small drop.

Lacking proper control of oneself,
clinging to the hair or clothes to stay afloat –
to help the spine undergo premature explosion.
Seized by the authority of appearance,
ruthlessly and obsessively.

In order to make unusual meaning, I must be
psychotic.

I need to adapt to the new surroundings.
But this can only be done
After some time.

I need your help,
Because I know I cannot do it alone –
That’s why I brought you here.

You cannot leave me,
I have become dependent.

You breathe, I breathe.
You smile, I smile.
You die, I die.

The road is clear,
It is not blocked,
Yet I cannot pass.

The murmur of silence awaits,
Do I want to be there?
I can be fine here.

You look unwell,
We can wait until tomorrow,
Shall we?

We have to leave soon,
As we have nothing of significance.