WHIMPERS OF A LOST SOUL

Marooned on this lonesome island
I still phrase poems for thee
Singing in my last moments
I sit, drowned in your memories

For, once you filled the inside of me
For, once you were so real
Now lost in the nothingness in me
I still wait for the love that was never material

I loved, I cared, and I died for you
You were in my all thoughts
Abandoned by life, I missed
Your presence in all passing moments

Nothing more then dust you held me as,
No one less important then me
It didn’t matter I pretended
But I cried and wanted to blow free

Out in the spotlight I see you now
Millions of miles away
No hope can see us together
For a vast nothing blocks our way

THE PARANOIA STORM

Halfway down the lane i walk
i realize i am alone again
nothing to lose, nothing at stake
i laugh at destiny's wake

Dreams that never took shape
a mist of forlorn hope
memories, some bright some drab
i sing to none but my shade

Was it them, was it me
was it someone else's fault
i see them whisper, i hear them speak
but still i do not feel

Flaying arms, muffled screams
a wish to peel of life
i barge, to run away from this dream
away from eyes from sky that see

Day pass by in dark i hide
but yet again i walk
with a painted face, fear in my mind
and ruins from the tide

The paranoia has passed, but will never end
stuck in this cycle i will die again

i live in sorrow to die in pain