This Life’s Getting Old

Adamant declarations not to start from beginning to end, simply start Suppose the end is the beginning, contrary to the beginning befalling its deadline Nevertheless, it matters not, as every day commences as it expires dark cold exhausting If there is something, then why feel nothing and if it's aught, then truly everything is lost [...]

THROWN OVER

There is no clarity I know not what I do Or who I'm supposed to be Lost in world that does not understand Reaching out Simply to come at emptiness Truly, does no one care? Sleep alone Wake alone Breathe alone So you truly await my death?

Trophies

  So lost in nothingness, her shine is gone Set on a mantel, forgotten ignored Twice in one lifetime, put aside Left alone Trophies are covetable, if only they remain perfect But youth and beauty fades, making her no longer worthy Love becomes non-existent, she's solely creature of convenience Money, stability, for anything but love [...]

ENERVATE

Heaviness crushes as souls are drawn down while burdens of time weighs excessively Unable to ascertain answers that hide in shadows paralyzed by the unknown As if drugged under the aegis of sorrow, dying in the name of pain Breaths embellished with gravity full of modest cinders that burn too much Succombing to fate only to be [...]