I pick up my pen and paper to write, but my head is blank, empty of words. Blank like a clean lonely slate that will never know the pleasure of words written on it for company, empty like the hollowness of nothing. I feel like a soul still searching for purpose and meaning and finding none, begins to believe anything that offers even the smallest succour, that offers a way out even if it's the wrong way out. I stare at th...

where is he?my friend, my lover.my hypnos, my somnus.my nocturnal friend,who always came at night,and left at dawn like a vampire.every night I opened myself to him,and without fail he always came.I never had to go searching.I never had to shout out his name,he always came.telepathy at work perhaps?there were nights he came,like a thief in the night.and there were days,he knocked at the door to myself.the door I always ke...

please, don't tell me your lies,for your lies no longer work.I can smell,the rotten stench of the lies,from your lips,stench no perfume can mask.broken, shattered and scattered,lies the charm,that once blinded me to your lies.now your lies,stripped of false clothing,stand naked before me.now I see your lies,as clear as daylight.so keep your lies to your lies.

some of us write,not with ink,even keyboards have no place,in our writing.we write with our tearsblooded tears,tears given birth to by pain,fathered by our sorrow,and created by our suffering.tears that leaves other tears crying.all the waters in the worldcannot stand by our tearsfor our tears will overcome them.our tears that can flood the worldand drown us all.

empty of remorse or regrets, deaf to my pained cries,blind to my flowing tears,they relished in my pain,danced in my sorrow,drank from my blood.my freedom they sold,trampled upon my joy,chased away my happinessand then they killed me.a sacrifice to their lies and hypocrisy,an offering to the lies they clothed as truth.but still satisfaction alluded them,so they forced me out of death,to live again as a walking dead,trappe...

lost in a world,where no one can find me,where I can't find myself.I go in search of me.in body and soul,I wander afar.over rough roads,stormy watersand dark clouds.through distant uncharted galaxiesand countless unknown timelines.my companionswicked sorrow,spiteful revengeand heartless pain.with death,always a step behind.patiently waiting for the day,it will be called upon,to play its part.before I find myself.

trapped behind the walls we built,with our own hands.our sanctuary, our haven.through unbreakable doors and windows,we see the life we had,but never wanted.the life we now hunger for.the love we had,but threw away.the things we had,but never looked at.the ones who cared,but we never cared for.the laugh,we forced to cry.the blessings,we turned to curses.the joy,we turned to sorrow.the truth,we turned to lies.in circles,we...

take me back to the beginning,and end it all before it begins.before the first day,that started it all.the first cry,that screamed why?the empty and confused look,that asked what is happening? the first word,that said I know who you are.the pain,that came without invitation.the sorrow,that forced its way in.the betrayal,that said I can't believe this.the deaths,that left me dead too.take me to the place,where it never sta...

my tears burst forthfrom their prison bank,where they have been from the beginning, where they had lived with my pain,swam in my sorrow and survived my nightmares.I let them gofor to stop them will do no good.in cascading rivuletsthey travel down my faceto comfort me,to soothe me.and as they leavethey turn to me and sayworry not old friend,wipe us awayfor there are more of usin you.

I still go there with youin a beautiful and sweet hazesurrounded by our serenityourselves up thereour mind out of our bodiesI happily drift all the wayto the world we createdthe place we buildwhere we forged our freedompure and truewhere we killed eviland gave good another lifewhere I'm meand you are youI still go everywhere with youeven when you are nowhere.

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