OhZvir
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 28, 2010
- Messages
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Thank you for stopping by! I will be updating it once in a while. Here's the first one, which I wrote for all of you. I hope you will like it. Feel free to leave comments, suggestions, what not. Or we can try writing together rhyme by rhyme.
Morning for our new life
Saturday noon, I am alone;
Gladly everyone is gone!
I have a bottle of wine
And many evil goodies
To take 'em down,
To take 'em up,
And the whole day is mine.
No responsibilities or care
Thinking of that I don't dare.
Tomorrow it will be worse than hell
Though now I am in a heavenly cell.
(Even though I have no illusions,
A cell is a cell: there's no freedom in seclusion
Even if we are told that we are free,
All such promises are lies to me.)
Into myself I deeply fell.
Is there a higher level?
Or instead down I'm falling
And into nowhere flying?
Kneeling on my knees
And hoping for serotonin,
Dopamine and adrenaline
To keep me going and going
Into the void of broken dreams
Ready to suddenly freeze...
If I could find a way
To be this happy night and day,
To be this strong,
And not feel wrong
I would lose my humanity,
The ability to feel insanity
And pain, and sadness
Love and profanity.
I won't trade feelings for anything
Including constant happiness
Or even eternal life!
If someone offers that
I would rather grab a dice
And play some Russian roulette
With death together tonight
Hoping not to swallow a bullet,
Without loosing my dreams and my mind.
Living forever is like never-ending night,
Who wants to watch everything die,
Without a promise of eternal calmness
When for a final rest it's the time?
I wish I could just be myself,
Not paralyzed and chemically deaf,
Riding home my last empty train
Over and over again.
(in the only place we know, our world,
Where people are more dead than alive
And the Universe is just becoming unfurled
As we start to open our baby eyes)
Over again and again as I dream of riding my last train,
Simply enjoying the calm, listening to the rain,
Feeling myself with the nature as the same
With no gods or demons but human-made pain.
There's no evil or good, we create our own hell,
Purgatory and nirvana are alike day after day,
Trying to find what else there's to blame
Not knowing, not looking and full of shame.
But no, I got high again to escape the mundane,
A new start, perhaps for the thousandth time.
But there's hope and I know one morning
When we wake up from nightmares, longing,
The sun for all of us will rise and warmly shine
And the life will be OK as many struggles are survived
Just remember, don't give up, since not eternal the night,
There's love left even in the darkest corner.
Take yourself together and fight,
I will be always by your side
With the sword in my hand
And love left in my soul
Keeping us from making a fall.
Morning for our new life
Saturday noon, I am alone;
Gladly everyone is gone!
I have a bottle of wine
And many evil goodies
To take 'em down,
To take 'em up,
And the whole day is mine.
No responsibilities or care
Thinking of that I don't dare.
Tomorrow it will be worse than hell
Though now I am in a heavenly cell.
(Even though I have no illusions,
A cell is a cell: there's no freedom in seclusion
Even if we are told that we are free,
All such promises are lies to me.)
Into myself I deeply fell.
Is there a higher level?
Or instead down I'm falling
And into nowhere flying?
Kneeling on my knees
And hoping for serotonin,
Dopamine and adrenaline
To keep me going and going
Into the void of broken dreams
Ready to suddenly freeze...
If I could find a way
To be this happy night and day,
To be this strong,
And not feel wrong
I would lose my humanity,
The ability to feel insanity
And pain, and sadness
Love and profanity.
I won't trade feelings for anything
Including constant happiness
Or even eternal life!
If someone offers that
I would rather grab a dice
And play some Russian roulette
With death together tonight
Hoping not to swallow a bullet,
Without loosing my dreams and my mind.
Living forever is like never-ending night,
Who wants to watch everything die,
Without a promise of eternal calmness
When for a final rest it's the time?
I wish I could just be myself,
Not paralyzed and chemically deaf,
Riding home my last empty train
Over and over again.
(in the only place we know, our world,
Where people are more dead than alive
And the Universe is just becoming unfurled
As we start to open our baby eyes)
Over again and again as I dream of riding my last train,
Simply enjoying the calm, listening to the rain,
Feeling myself with the nature as the same
With no gods or demons but human-made pain.
There's no evil or good, we create our own hell,
Purgatory and nirvana are alike day after day,
Trying to find what else there's to blame
Not knowing, not looking and full of shame.
But no, I got high again to escape the mundane,
A new start, perhaps for the thousandth time.
But there's hope and I know one morning
When we wake up from nightmares, longing,
The sun for all of us will rise and warmly shine
And the life will be OK as many struggles are survived
Just remember, don't give up, since not eternal the night,
There's love left even in the darkest corner.
Take yourself together and fight,
I will be always by your side
With the sword in my hand
And love left in my soul
Keeping us from making a fall.
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