The sun erased, a cold embrace.
A freezing stance, a wish fulfilled.
Daily enquiries initiate a haze of thought.
The light ridden temple has been corrupted.

In the love you seek and the heart you feed. I am not your man.

In the hope you keep and the souls you reap. I am not your man.

In the hate you seed and the poison you bleed. I am not your man.

In the signs I behold, the seal I'd become.
To lie and tell the truth. I am not your man.

I can't imagine being human any more.

There is no such thing as an adult. What we see here, are kids in big bodies.
Kids with the brain of a full grown person. Dangerous mixture to say the least.
Though I've had my doubts if this will ever improve, that our consciousness is willing to evolve..
This is what has to happen and we probably won't have to do a thing about it.

I see this fake economy collapsing but I can't figure out why an elite group would want this.
People in control must be smart enough to really realize that it's about power. Not pieces of paper.
We'll soon find out. I can feel it, but I could be wrong.

I can think and I do that a lot. But I can't speak nor talk. It's getting harder and harder to pretend. I do this because it feels like every one I know is a child of mine and I have to take care of them. I'm done, the love and hate relation doesn't even matter. Everything I imagined is still bullshit. But it's all I ever was. Nothing and everything.

In the dirt digging river, that runs to the sea.
Sun rays that urge, the surface is tense.
By water as vapour, the mire runs deep.
Struggling muscles, levy the sludge.
Alas, there's no reason, the edge is too steep.
The circle is round, in what we conceived.

Yearning for nonexistence

Whatever it is you make me to be, it's dying.

I can't adapt. I don't think I ever will.

The sadness, it's all I shall ever have.
It's slow and thorough, yet beautiful and without sorrow.
Fierce and commanding, yet freeing and independent.
The result of everything, the outcome to anything.
The source of realization, the way to reconsideration.
How I hope, you will never leave me.
And when it all befalls, you will be my crutch.

Just like you always were.
Even if hope springs forth out of misery.