What could have been
A glimpse of what could have been A paradise I’ve seen, A street so clean, A man free of fourteen. A glimpse of what could have been, Where men lives, Where death yields, Where sons shines. A glimpse of what could have been, In the darkest nights, In the strongest tides, The peace still shines. […]
Heaven and Hell
For the heavens above, For the hells below, With their hounds, With their crowns. But you shall fear not, For one is promised, For one is not. For one is for those who care not, For one is for those who devote. But you shall fear not, for even eternity will bore the lore. And […]
I Am Worth as Much as the Dead
I am worth as much as the dead. From the heart I’ve bled, For tears I’ve shed, For hatred I’ve heard, for hatred I’ve shared. I am worth as much as the dead. For men who fought and sought the might to end, For freedom they seized, For grief they’ve shared, For sorrow I’ve learned. […]
The Moon, the Stars and the Sun
The Moon:Oh Stars, do you know how much I love the Sun? The Stars:No, I do not.Please, do tell. The Moon:Every day, we dance a lonely waltz.In the night, I shine bright, and in the day, my love is at sight.Every turn of night to day and day to nightpaints the sky with the beauty […]
Wasted Time
Every second, I feel every second, I count every second, every second of opportunities slipping right through my fingers, every second that could have been spent on my dreams and not on staring at the wall with despair. I’m waiting and waiting, just as you said. “I still have time,” you said, but do I? […]
Past, Present, Future
In the past, I used to hate myself, in the present, I forget myself. What will the future hold? Will I perhaps love myself?
My Tree
My tree was an olive tree. Some saw it as a simple tree; some used its olives, while others viewed it as the right touch for the scenery. But for me, it was a whole world. It was my fortress; it was my boat; it was my home, a completely different world to explore. It […]
What Matters
Many might die, many might live, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that deep down in the ocean of tears, your heart is still beating; it’s still feeling an emotion. Even if it’s grief, it means you can still make a change.
People’s Shadow
Living in other people’s shadows, the truth I ache for you to know: for I am not me, but you. I am here to entertain you, not myself. The truth I ache for you to know: I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. Those thoughts won’t leave my head, […]
Without You
If you wouldn’t be here anymore, the sun will still rise; people will still go to work as if nothing ever happened, and the birds will still sing. At your funeral, some will come, some will not; some will cry their hearts, some will not, but they will move on. For others, it will take […]