sâmbătă, 19 martie 2011

Only..

If only sorrows last for ages..
And greater feelings change my goal..
I play my rhymes on open stages
With no one listening at all..
Just bow each sentence to the end
Since it was written with no role,
So many stages to attend,
But way too few to lose control..
Cant act at all in this condition..
My dole ambition leaves a hole ,
Where love is begging for ignition..
I just abolished from my soul..




left the building

Just fuck you life..as i pretend
To dream and cry...forget to smile..
And id be thank full till the end
If only love would last a while..
A little longer ..i intend
Keep heart beating in same style
I kept it loving..dear friend ,
Ill end this cause..just not worthwhile..

duminică, 13 martie 2011

Almost dead

Last sale for this old life i curse and treat..
While scraping deals and dripping poisoned wine ,
Malign true evil waits my soul to get
With promises that u will love me at a time..
Im crazy.. too intoxicated and upset..
To hear the devils sing.. in perfect rhyme
Not dead enough.. not ready to forget..
But see theyr master laughing in decline.
Just lie to me!..dont wake me up!.. not yet!
And let my dream be real..like ur mine..
Id die thousand times with one regret,
Until my soul will stop and draw the line,
And ill forget u also..press reset.
Stare at the glass and lie myself im fine
Comparing its divine true emptiness with mine..


sâmbătă, 5 martie 2011

go on.

How can i live this life so vile..
Reality i just defile
When every second i move on ,
Id rather stay inlove and con
Myself , just like a blindfold on ,
Just like a trickster i once knew..
And every spark that i once had
Is either either buried or just dead..
But live and well inside my head..
As crazy people often do
I dream in style ..i rest, and shred
All doubts of real life ..just beg
For one more word..or dialing tone
And one last dream ..to keep it on..
Afraid , filled with regrets and shame
I cherish you ..and cry alone..
Delusional that if ur gone
And if ur dead..ill die the same..




marți, 1 martie 2011

Why

I wonder why.. im dreaming on ,
Why i keep waiting on the phone..
And how much .. from ur heart ..ive won
Or lost ..cause im afraid to dial..
Just breaking down...i laugh alone
On jokes ..that u once told me while
I used to love u in denial ,
Played by ur sweet and hostile con..
Yet since ur gone.. i dream in style ,
It still goes on .. and feed upon
This lie that i inflict myself..worthwhile..
These words that just convict my soul to trial
And tho between us grows a mile ,
Another one where thousands grown ..
I close my eyes , just to postpone
Myself to cry , once more ..hold on..
Until i can forget ur smile..