Picture your average victim of torture,
Appears confident, purposeful and
but mask by pain and treachery.
Beneath the surface (which is in itself
You will find a broken, lost
and fragile individual on the verge
of giving up.
In suffering, I hide those voices that cry in pain
The agonising pain was
gold dust in the hands of the Gods
In his long reach, my life was
in his presence my destiny
I dreamt I was amongst the ones
That drowned till death.
I tried to halt my breath even though the truth couldn’t unravel me after death
For once in my life, I was scared of death
I pleaded, give me death but don’t
Just put me in the fire with rest.
They replied the nights still young, so confront your death.
In death, I scuffle my despondent pain,
to confront this romantic euthanasia strain
Though It awakes my heart but delights it With esoteric pain.
This same flower that smiles today,
Now dying in shame
A sorrowful song of death playing in the background hoping
For the living to listen to the call
Singing by the darkened clouds,
dying by the moonlight rise
Changing from the gloomy night
to a morning rise.
little gentle music singing,
Shadows on shadows Whilst dancing
and smiling to the bliss of dying
From the home of the struggling
The pain seems so glistening though
Out in a world of death, far from
The mellow springs of life so pouring.
underneath the sun and the moon,
Life is still nursing.
underneath the dusk and the day;
Life is still changing.
Underneath the glimmering of stars and the grandeur of the sunsets;
Hope is rising.
I trust the world won\'t see me crying,
Even though I’m dying
I\'m dying! I\'m dying
fear of slowly dying has consumed
My will of living
I won\'t waste today chance of living
Just to crying, reaching, and dying.
I\'m tired of trying, I want to experience some living, enough of the dying.
No more dying. No more fighting.
Bullets of fear are flying,
whilst dreams are dying.
See the tears of the angels looking down on me crying
Life is falling away from my grasp but still fighting.
Gone through living just for dying
Gone through laughing just for living
Gone through living just for crying.
Waiting for the sun, a chance at a new day Worth living