Do we think we can find any?
Blindly groping in the dark,
Who can we really trust?
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Pitter, patter on the pain,
Does the sky, cry just for me?Or the Whole World does It see.?
No one has ever
An open heartIn lost despair,In solitudeNo one to shareThe limped dreams,That Love does dare.And so,Love’s treasures gone,A life so empty, long bygoneMade out of pity, long adieus,When One is one,Everything hurts.
Thinking, thinking,
Living in a worldOf rhyme,Wondering, wondering,Mind that flows,Wish my worldWere just a rose,For as far as this World goes,More you know,Less answers, flow
I sit in front
Of something,That is my lifeIn frightening whitenessI try to calculate the futureBut the past is all I seeAnd the wavy whiteness isLike an all invasive, SeaThat becomes oppressiveAnd terribly distastefulFrustrating allThat’s near to me.Time is no longer waiting,Now only darknessDo I see,Life’s a film in black and whiteDirected by circumstances,And Destiny,Never yours,Never really free.
No one is really happy,
The One Eyed Cyclops,That nothing,ClearlyEver, sees.
Life is a crazy reaction,
A Film’s bad projection,A total Disgrace!But then there is Love,If you find it,Life is not a total Waste