When I left from my room everything was fine, but down there, everything dark and abandoned, the sudden thought that everything will once be like those rooms there... dead and gone... hit me. I don't know why I tought of that, but it was enough to wet my eyes... a weird feeling, so without reason, all of a sudden.
I'm so afraid of death... of losing everything someday - not money or property, but friends, family, even myself - everything I gained in this life, my knowledge, my memories... I'm terrified by the thought to someday find, just to have to lose it all again. I'm not afraid of dying... I'm just afraid of the loss it comes with...
I got some new writing for you as well - not so dark-minded fortunately... It's not finished yet, but enjoy:
Cold-swept grief
Sweat-earned relief
Blood-stained freedom
Tear-stained doom
Forever we wonder what we did it for
Forever we know, we wanted it so
Our hearts are betrayers
Our love keeps us near
Silent martyrdom
Sweetest salvation
Forlorn by this world
But not by our hope.
A memory lost to the chasm of doom
Falling Forever
(Down, down, down)
A fleet trick of light to escape the pitch-black
Rising towards morning
(Up to the sky)
Lost is the seeker, forlorn the blessed child
What was is but shadows once day has arrived
Forgive your own weakness, the past is but that
You’ll find your salvation once sun and moon met.
The powerful feeds from the hand of the weak, so stop to be looking and find what you seek.
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