"Push your dirty eyelashes through the cracks in my essence and kill my heart deep inside to save my precious withering soul" -Nat
Only Death
As the tears roll off my face.
The thundering splashe.s
Match the beat
Of my heart
It slows down and so does the rain.
I pull myself together thinking of the
fun we had but it still hurts on the inside.
Remembering your face accelerates my
heartbeat and the tears begin to flow
once again.
I cry out asking for an end to this infernal
aching.
But no one hears me.
As I stare into the raging fires of the sun.
I realize that only Death can stop my pain now.
-Nat-
When Death Comes
I wonder when Death is coming for me.
I would welcome him into my dwelling and wrestle him.
Not for want of Life but for the joy of a playmate
whom I definitely cannot beat.
The feeling when fighting a losing battle against his
cold soul would light me on Fire.
Granting my wish to glow just one day of my life
even if I'm on Death's wonderful bed.
-Nat-
What is Death?
What is death but the end of journay.
End of the journay I despised.
Despised because of my own pain.
Pain I created. Pain I beared.
What is death but the end of time.
End of time I have wasted.
Wasted on mankind. Wasted on unwanted love.
What is death but the end of pain.
End of torture. End of love.
End of this disgraceful life.
Death is Joy
Death is cruel.
Cruel and hurtful.
Hurtful to ones who see it.
Ones who experience it.
Experience the lost of life.
Lost of mankind.
Lost of love.
Love from your heart.
Heart of death,
Death is not cruel.
Too me.
Death is Joy.
Eyes of Death
Everytime these eyes close.
Close to dream.
Dream about death,
Dream about how it would be good.
To get out of this.
This disgraceful.
This pitiful.
Life.
Life of a depression.
A depression in eyes.
Depression in the soul.
The eyes of death.
Will soon close.
©d3fin3x
Posted at 01:19 pm by d3finexp0etri