| I am. Or am I? |


Inward EternityWere all caught in the big machine We work all day, eyelids green It turns and twists and grinds and hisses And in the night, it turns us to children And while we live our childish dreams Haunted by the background screams We listen, and hear nothing. Nothing but the dead creeping to our door, The skinned zombies we name the poor And we shun them.Inward Eternity
We face ourselves with wide grins
And complain and moan as the world spins Ignore it. Do nothing.
After all, nothing is the work of an idle mind The faceless clock we all pay to wind. Just do your


Out In The InfiniteI look up at the endless expanse, That we should be together, somewhere...somehow, I've never been so elated, If I truly stare out into the infinite, Then we are one, somewhere.Out In The Infinite
It makes life not such a difficult task knowing that I am happy elsewhere. In that place, you rest in my arms, and we each lie in the other's embrace, for imagination is not the wishes of this world, simply the vision of another place. Out in the void, we rest together, peacefully.


Ethereal WarriorThe shadowed walls close in on me I wield my blade high- Swing with all my power All my fearEthereal Warrior
My eyes open
Again, windows tight shut In my mind I arch my sword to the horrors With all my might All my pain
I awaken
Sleep, in my soul I draw my last strength With all my life All my essence
I AM OVERCOME.
Forever the ethereal warrior


Carry Her, My AngelEvery time I go to touch you, hold you; you disappear. You dont fall into my arms like you used to. You leave me, you always leave me and the ache in my chest never fades. Although you leave me, you are always still here, you are always in my heart. I freeze and look for you, I turn around and find you only metres away and you look so beautiful, my god you are beautiful. The sunshine is glistening on you, and your golden skin is just like honey. Your green eyes capture my breath, and you smile that smile; the one where your dimples reveal themselves and your eyes squint and you become unbreakable; I want you to smile like that forever.Carry Her, My Angel


Remember YouWhen you die, how will the world remember you? The nymph with a heart of glass, one beat too strong she shatters into a million scattered pieces.Remember You
The nightcrawler, she is an erratic riot and a scarred creature, casting away all regrets.
The beauty that faded with time, she had nothing to offer with her mind only her mask.
The lone wolf, she always kept a safe distance hiding underneath a shield built from fear. The phantom. The beast. The phoenix. The corpse. The pixie.
But will you be remembered by your name or your shadow?
I want to light the world on fire and have my name be known


Timekeeper's key.Tick-tock-tick-tock-ti...Timekeeper's key.
The key to the timekeeper's room was cast to the deepest depths of the ocean.
Our own kind drown trying to escape the reality.
"Life's too short" they exclaimed.
And just like that they ran as fast as light itself to the end of the biological road. We all lose the race if we never risk to take the time into our own hands.
Taste. Touch. Smell. Feel. See.
Breathe?


I write as I liveTo Whom It May Concern, Discern or Inconvenience,I write as I live
I write as I live, and in keeping with that I write as I am. This must of course follow the ideal of who I am, not what I am; for I am nothing. Do not consider this to be some sort of attention-seeking note wrapped in hyperbolic melancholy. I am nothing because what I am is beyond my understanding, and that of others. I know this because what you are in the eyes of others depends entirely upon what you think you are. Therefore, if I know not what I am, how can I expect anyone else to know? I dont, and I learned a long time ago that it is pointless to expect it; even if you do know
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