My Emptiness

My tiny emptiness that you see
The little space that none has ever given its worth
Even the sky has forgotten to cover it
Though it has embraced the entire earth
 
Off wander my desires wild
Away from this void, like a carefree child
Not a glance behind, never a thought anon
No care for this frame, this barren form

My emptiness grows with every moment past
But it has its life for an eternity to last
The desires, they ignore and sail yonder
Over an ocean of hope so vast.

I Rot

Everyday that I wake up

I can feel the presence of yours

 

You are there, so my mind reminds

Although I have left it all far behind

All of you that I was

But what of all you that I still am

That never left with the passage of time

There is still that part of mine

So much you that I can't even hide.

 

My dreams they dream of the dreams we dreamt

But my numb soul has got none for it

I give up in disgust this feeling

It is so lost so forlorn

Just like this piece of paper

That is torn, beyond recognition.

 

In all my moves to reveal the truth

Behind what seems today like a fantasy

I am lost in an imaginary tapestry

And on my path to perdition I realize

Everything was possible

But then everything was a lie

So in the inside, I am lost and I die

Everyday I Rot And lose what was I.

Decay Redemption

 

Every time she looked out of the window

She could only see the clouds sailing by

No one could listen to what she wanted to say

No one looked at her till she began to die

The days came and went and nothing happened ever

Until the walls came down and it was for all to bear

 

There stood the frame

Which once was human

Now it's just flesh and skin

In decay it is redeemed

 

She lifted herself only to fall again

She has no hope left she has nothing to gain

No one can listen to what she says

Everything comes as a silent scream

The hours pass like ever before

Until she falls down for one last time

 

There stands the frame

Dead and torn in pain

It stinks of a life gone by

In decay it is redeemed

 

She sees the story getting old and dear

She pleads for death but it refuses to come near

In pain she stands as her deeds deride

The past comes over and in it she has to bide

Look anywhere the sight of flesh is so clear

The lyric of death plays the song of a jeer

 

There falls the frame

Never to rise again

No one comes to claim

As in decay she is redeemed.