Manipulation

A mystery
Black and tearless
Joyful sadness
Snow reflecting the moon's hopelessness
The rainbow veil has been cut in half
Garish, reddish, bleeding colors
Who needs blood for smoldering veins?
Tiny spots of brilliant violence
The ones who rule are those who know

The Winding Path

Exhausted until the leaves lose their feeling
A memory is nothing when looked at at dawn
Have you listened to the seashell
Or simply to the loudest cry?
It's all over
When we start
Getting shorter
Slimmer
Smart
I choose the winding path

A Demonstration Of Power

It's strange to be unsure of emotion
Stranger still would be sureness to fight
Always remember to silence distraction
No matter the distance, you're always alone
Artwork is created in private
Reluctance to share means the feeling is true
No one counts the words he's speaking
(Some questions should never be asked)
Answers are always ignorant

The Last Days

Strangest of feelings
A bygone thought
Like waiting forever for summer
Until you realize that your clothes are much too warm for the heat
I know you yearn for the water
But your skin will freeze over after you took one look at the sea
Dreams always seem brighter from a distance
Pretending is easier than knowing your fate
And yet you have an excuse
No one truly wants to polish mirrors
Blackness is composed of many colors

Again

Preserving the moment is without a future
Repeating the moment is sadly the truth
Behind closed eyelids the darkness hides nothing
Pain grows more vivid the longer you look
Anger is love and grief is confusion
Feel free to claim the stage as yours
They won't notice

Mind vs. Heart

Manipulating emotion
Might not be the wisest thing to do
But faith is still a rarity
Force a smile and let them trust you
And your lie
You've learned to take your chances
Even though your heart may suffer
Reason has the right-of-way
Choice is not an option

A Sense Of Not Belonging

Words may cheat by adding brightness
Picture books will lie to you
Softly painted hues of summer
Spring's the echo, autumn gone
A facade may leave you breathless
But breath can be just as useless as time
Innocence believes in nightmares