Beyond Heaven And Hell

...No More...
La Puerta Beyond HvN&Hll
1000 Caracteres
My Graveyard...
...Alice...
Game Over

No More

 

Even if I wouldn’t die

I’ll keep living in this life

An please, for me, you don’t have to cry

‘Cause I’m already dead, just cause I won’t try

 

My way has become empty

And my soul is dirty

My eyes are thirsty ‘cause of this blood

Immortal and odd, that screams nothing to God

 

Just a simple phrase I wrote

Just a common desire which once exploit

 

How weird can an idea get drown

In this world where I’m trying to discover

A single, morbid, silenced motive

Something hidden and never shown

 

Because talking about asking

Somehow, this has become disgusting

I can’t continue, I can’t find a meaning

I just don’t want to keep searching

 

Even if I can’t be superior

Everything in this room comes out of behavior

Twisted, bizarre and completely non-mine

‘Cause thinking says that I can be in every way but fine

 

Everything that has been wrote means nothing but pain

Everything that I’ve knew understood, and now I can’t explain

Each one of these feelings and phrases, all of these hidden in the core

All and everything will be silenced, ‘cause I won’t lie any more…

 

Krad RaetsHaim

 

 

 

 

 

 

What?

 

Looking for something missing…

Maybe seeking for been differently thinking

Should I try to keep going?

Try to find myself into a sound, perhaps stalking?

 

Why? Reality has exiled me, I’m no longer bound by its laws!

That’s my only motive, it’s now my because!

Can you live with that?

Can you face the fact?

 

I’m not a saint, you know? Nor a priest to have believes

I’m just a shadow within the walls

Within the windows of my home plagued of thieves

 

Not for real, not for sure

I’m the loneliness, the never known

I’m the only one in this imaginary place

The forgotten apple of the cardinal sin to face

 

Am I sick? Am I tired?

Am I just a lie denied?

A remember of someone who never won

A flaming wind running out of time as shown

 

Kind of fierce, kind of lost

Truly, believe me, no one to thrust

Life’s not mine, not to lose

Time to find and get some use

 

Sadness, wickedness, darkness or worst

Seek if you want to, but seek in silence or you’ll be burst

 

Krad RaetsHaim

 

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kRad RaetsHaiam