The Starry Skies

High, up in the sky, in the mountains, a story is foretold. Of heaps of treasure and hills of gold. Upon entry to the hall, a voice will greet. A hand will be shaken, a person you'll meet. He'll tell you of the adventure, of the risks and gains. You'll be the judge, of whether it's worth it or whether you'd take the risk in vain. The man said : "The journey itself is painful, and full of danger; "And it doesn't matter whether you're a prospector, a miner, or a ranger; For each one has tests throughout the way; Ones will be easy, ones will be hard; That is to say, the journey is far; This journey always told men who they truly are, so tell me young one, are you ready to venture in the deep and dark? Are you ready to be taken away from your home, and live your life one moment at a time? Are you ready to be torn apart, and built anew, for the ones who managed to make to the end are very few; Futile you may be, but this will make you whole again; So te...

In the darkness of my home I saw A silhouette move slow It approached the window I heard a body hit the floor I ran towards the window Couldn't believe what I saw For a body was lying there That body was my own I saw a forest in the distance Chariots of fire too I saw my home in the distance Somehow I floated through The chariots came close And my home grew far I left behind me things That'll remain as they are Untouched by time For I lived alone Nobody cared who I was Or where I came from Like a ghost I appeared One day I disappeared People wondered who I was A silhouette on the floor In the streets my body laid But I didn't feel afraid As the chariots approached Peace encompassed my soul I floated away towards the forest I went For tonight was the last page And where my story ends But every ending Is a start of it's own I may be a silhouette But I am my own

  For it ran in my blood. For I believe it to be my last hope. For it tied my hands ages ago. And for the fact that I lost hope. For no one knows how it is, or even what. For no one understands the pain it caused. For how it managed to tear me apart. And for how it managed to make me whole For I never chose it, and it never chose me. For I will always hold it. For it is my dear. For the days that have passed. For the pain and suffering of the past. For the lack of administration, over feelings that were cast. That were cast aside, for they were held back. For releasing myself, will never be my call. For it is my dear. For I will always hold it. For it has shaped the days of the past. And for it will shape my future. For I shall water it with my blood. And for I believe it to be my last hope. I will treasure it until the day. The reaper comes to collect my soul. And even then, I will keep it safe. For I've written it down, it shall live on. For my thoughts have always tormented me. ...

  7 years ago, it was all colourful. Nowadays, it's nothing but shades of black and white. And then again, it's never black and white. Nothing is ever straight. Everything is, despite our best efforts, grey. Nothing ever feels as simple at all. Life itself became stranger, no right&wrong. There are always sides to every story. The insides of their souls are bloody, gory. People cover their vulnerabilities, pretend to be strong. Yet again, they pretend that nothing is wrong at all. Branded with flames in their hearts, pain. No one admits to themselves the mistakes. Everything remains grey. They force smiles, pretending to be okay. Everyone remains stranded, estranged. The older we grow, the simpler we become. People look into the small things, and try to smile. Birds chirping, water flowing, clear skies. Yet, we become much more complex. Starry nights, carefree rides, no fights. Return the colours to our lives... We choose to sacrifice our joy, to protect... Ourselves. To p...

Dancing alone Under the night sky Stargazing on my own I am immortalized For death is a feint memory Even though I stared it in the eyes In my past, there it lays For we have met numerous times Awaiting my soul, in the corner it stays Watching me dance alone Under the reflected sun rays And I am content Knowing what I know Missing the people that meant Everything in the world But I could do naught So I chose to mourn And silently, I dance my sorrows away Under the starry night sky I dance my sorrows away Alone, hopeless and forlorn I stay I stay and dance and dance Awaiting death to move its hand And make its play And in the meantime, I try To be happy and enjoy my life Indulging in what's left of my passions Headfirst I go in, I take a nose-dive And the world shall not remember me For I was nothing but a little ghost Dancing its sorrows away Under the night sky Dancing its sorrows away Caring not if it lives or dies Dancing its sorrows away Alive and dead at once Dancing its sorro...