Worst Lies are Said in Fear

I must be hilarious

Only wait to see me down

Even down

On my knees

Drowning for one

In what addiction done in me

This world isn’t like ‘twas in days gone by

A knot of entangled questions,

Of doubting and breaking oppressions

You know, there are strengths absent

When there is no more care to quest

On paths marked by the tic-tac

Thither! Where the human temptation stare at us

In the corner

Through the decorations and every

Hide in ourselves

Once each star burst in front

And all crooked murk scrooge

Dominate

Manipulate and dig in

Body and mind

There’s a point of break for our moral mask

Perhaps it was the terrors that may us do this

Use it as an elucidation

Leaving lies come out,

Like night phantoms,

Lull music that sound within my head

We bear a bit

And then let us fall so quick

We bear so much

Slaying ourselves

Making our own punish

Taking all against us

Saying the worst lies when we’ve so fear

Oh Fate Of Mine

Is this what I do forever?

In the rest of my story?

Sing to sleep to a princess’ ears

Waiting for moons

Day by day to a prince in his silvery armor

Arrive here,

Withdrawing dragons

Saving mermaids

So much untouchable unrealities

Thoughts made of yarns

Hanging, on true-love gallows

Bright fibers remain dreams

But so black

Oh fate of mine!

If you’ve all the keys to all the doors

And yet you do not dare to enter the void

You just stay there

Ask for “whys”…

Asking is unneeded

When you know you are not going anyplace

That’s the way, indeed

I must ever allowed to me follow

Oh fate of mine!

What awaits me beyond the minute that’ll pass?

More rhymes and rhythms

Swaying in perfect movements

Vindictive temptations

But, in the ruin of an artistic work on me

Muddle of anger and taciturn delusions

Is that what I’ll be?

Ruins, shots, isolation

But, I’ll say only a word

I let you guide my acts

Professing in hums

(With) pity what I can’t be

By the way that this been going up so far

Oh fate!

I demand an answer

I don’t get to order somewhat still infinitive

I’ll settle with some arrows and marked paths

You know,

To take my prerogative

Or go running fast by the other lane….

Cowardice road

At the end, you and I, Oh fate of mine!

Sitting in the same table

Drinking the same tea on olden cups

Be careful with some poison in the teapot

‘Cause if I’d pass away

So do you, dear fate of mine

Over Penciled Outlines of Pictures

Wait there...the cold and the aloneness are speaking, let them talk –

“All needed shade

Over penciled outlines of pictures”

I’m the leftovers that remain of your fears,

Isn’t a lie…I don’t lie

Just that in this world

In the future

There aren’t laughs for me

There aren’t lights on waiting for me

Always sleeping on apologies’ bed

So I don’t run away from silence

You sense

That feel that make you know

That I, never going to win

But the night and I could survive

She, the only one the tolerate my sins

And follow me whatever

Meanwhile

Keeping up, making remembrance

“Over penciled outlines of pictures”

Paranoia

A conception of an idea

Gladden the odium

Could I be the dangerous in the story?

My free mindset

Obligated to what suppose was a wish dreads

Uncovering a big number of antidotes

In front my head. Had me as a daft to doff

Trying to get it out of me

Escaped of those moments, now I need the memories

I didn’t saw the chain that laced me, now I want the relief

Your points and words

Kiss-and-tell that in me all’s wrong.

Let my mind be the winner this time

Keenly, you take your leak of matter

A choice that you never offer

That you lunge upon my face

Meanwhile I take this idea!

This gladded odium!

Those languish skew!

Those toxic restraints!

So I made my revenge

When all pass by…

We would said that this is was a fable

That I’m ill

That you’re well

That they’re upkeeped about me

and

That we want to disappear

It's Time Die Alone

Already when all enclose is beautification

Just why you ask more than you can

Possibly finish or lead at least to the emancipation

When it come the lure dance

Among your filthiness and what’s in your heart

It’s time to die alone

All memoirs put off of me, put on damask black

That I’ll think it’ll drove myself mad

Also branded that someday,

Somehow,

Somewhere,

Their eyes are on me…

How can I spoke again after this?

When, my resistance

My trick to find stability

Between me in my inside

Is no longer mine

But I ‘till know

I’ve so many stories to tale

Maybe tomorrow

Or may happens nowadays

Under another nightly cloud

For you or

Behind you

When I finally want to sing alone

Unimportant what melody

I already said: “no more”

Well, knocking at the door is somebody telling me

“It’s time to die alone”

It’s time to trail the other way

Where I can’t beam

Or tomorrow

But at the end the time to die alone will come to every one of us.

Goodnight, Sweet Ladies...

Eyes of Theym...

Their eyes on themselves

Ephemeral, from H to T and teeth and blood

And you’re chasing always

Always!

A sunrise after

When all once again return to calm…and

You’d be release from them

When the humanity on them awake up

And you’re eyes close up…