Waited women
Sojourning men
Accuracy, for a doling wind
Sophistication, and their children...

Purpose ought a promise...
Sans a wishful eye, we knew you...
Truer by a salt; a fault to wizen...
Collapse and see, the honor you are due...

Adding hours, with their causes
Risque, is the name of sinister works?
But with reality to invest, the cares are odd...
Of a reason in love with bests, the smile of worsts?

Callous
Actual liberty, to worth in the limelight...?
A voice so simple, that it is the speed of us
Viewing the mercy in a lived seem, are we forever, right?

Lies to the patience, the turn of solace into deems weal, real...
Have the excuse of decisions few, but forces of a secret's wish
Has become the only way to pardon life, a heart to steal?
Hatred is cheap, when your mind swims with a fish...

God's heaven
Smiles of decency, for a frightening halt to it
Timid futures, with a place for love, even given
Only lead by the truth of us, sincerity and wit...

Sleep of the, ages...
Sent to went, the tilling eye of loves sate...
Merit in one more kindness, above which is life's wages...
Time with no proof, of what is a lovers fate...

No rhyme, no beat
Just a cloud of disarray
I lay here in defeat,
deaf to all things each mouth says

High, low pitches;
melted into one single tune
The muscles prone to fickle flinches
waiting for the watchman’s beat by noon

Stuck all in its monotony
it’s chamber loop, its labyrinth
I cry at all things dead possibility
hoping for release as dead ends tear all I believe in

My world falls apart,

but everything just goes on --


despite of my pain.

Go away, Misery,
don't make me feel so blue.
I was lost, so I've let you in.
It was nice not knowing you.

Go away, find someone else,
there are billions of people. Why me?
For I was the only one who opened the door?
Oh, to Hell with you, Misery!

I don't need friends anymore.
Leave me alone, Misery, please!
I got rid of the ones I had had,
for one day they turned enemies.

Go away, Misery,
don't make me feel so blue.

It is too late now, you are already in.
It was really nice not knowing you.

It’s different with you.
Your words
penetrate me
Like spindles,
Leaving my heart
Writhing in
Delightful misery.

You have decorated
My soul
With the yearning
Of what we could be
and with the pain
Of what we might not be.

I’m gripped tightly
To your essence,
Hastily Drinking
the magical elixir
That you exude.

I will never let go…
Unless you tell me to.