Thursday, August 20, 2009

Vigilant nightmare


As alone... I was left.
Under this pale red sky...
And that gray waterfall...
Facing...
The pain of neglect.
Chasing...
Imaginary dragons; only in my head.

And now... in the still breeze...
Your moon-skin is peeling...
As you were shedding those tears...
...Of understanding.

Tormenting thoughts... behind those psychotic eyes...
In this holocaust of hearts...
Your filthy heart... beats my name.
But still...
My warm hate is better...
Than your cold love.

Discovering new landscapes...
Where no man dared to visit before.
Found there is...
The mind...
Behind this well-crafted masterpiece; of grand betrayal...
Oh, how I envy...
This... mind.

Finally, I can confirm...
I am the winner of my salvation.
After beating this freshly brewed fear!
Hope... is our opium.
Love... is our heroin.
And realization... is our enemy.

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