Tranquil weeps in the bed of night
A lust at the awful fright
The stars glaring wisps of red
And the puddles form in the rose bed
A cry for love the life of earth
No more visions till the eternal birth
Emptiness can you feel the void
You try harder and harder with nothing to show
You work your ass off but still fear the
acquisition
of hope
Nothing ever comes out the way you want
Love ends
Ties break
Everything keeps streaming through your mind
Behind your eyes memories distributed into
your being
Your conciseness seems to know something is
missing
Your thought process forgets happiness
Everything for one second stops
Leaving you alone
Alone with no one else
Alone with nothing to hold
Alone unto yourself with no one to trust
You can’t handle human contact
You can’t breathe the oxygen anymore
All you can see is disgust
All you can touch is sharp
Everything you taste is sour
Everything you hear pierces your mind
Everything you grasp you drop
Because everything you have is lost
Sitting watching the crimson leaves
They run from your body like a stream
They don’t clot anymore
They just won’t stop being seen
The slits of light you made yourself
The complicated position you got into
Always you arrive to this forked road
Always not knowing which way to go
You look at the lines imbedded in the wood
Trace your life
It is at that time where you know you should
But the lines tell you nothing when traced
with your
end
Traced with the thing that will never rise
you from
the dead
Something that destroys and never creates
Something that lets you and only you decide
your fate
