Arcadia
Beyond the vast outskirts of
underlying existence
A universe is found, living in utter
difference
Its beauty is unmatched and sublimely indescribable
Its
splendor is unparalleled and barely portrayable
Silky water flows
down a river of serenity
Magnificence enhanced by the sunlight of
eternity
A blanket of green engulfs the countryside
In which
creatures of all classes, of all kinds reside
Sky's endless blue,
cloud's perpetual white
But their glory has to end by the silent
strike of night.
Lost
I'm stuck in an unending
mirror maze of hell
Lost, damned, fallen all of the words, which
spell
Unfound freedom and undiscovered liberty
Lost in the
deepest depths of insanity
I don't where ot go; everything is the
same
I can't believe I'm playing a part in this senseless game
I
don't know where I am. Where is the way out
Nothing will occur no
matter how hard I shout
I'm seeing myself all day, my frickin
cursed head
This labyrinth is killing me... or am I already dead?
Nothingness
Beneath the shadowy depths of
an endless abyss
My spirit takes refuge
Countless foreign souls
surround my frail and fragile psyche
I feel afraid. Lost and
confused
"What should I do in this period of waiting
Before
I experience my fated rebierth?"
This unstoppabke hysteria is
overcoming my subconsciousness
devouring my senses, toying with my
sensations
I'm forever locked in a prison of panic
Living like
a heretic and having nothing but nightmares
Destiny is my enemy,
time is my foe
As I float in oblivion, these two pass
Waiting
for my life to start
A ghost without a shell
Lingering in
anonymity
A formless entity
A tiny fragment of the cosmos
Loss
of Pride
Walking down a lonely road
Filled with shame, a
heavy load
Resurrection's done and gone
But thoughts haunt my
imagination.
Guilt, remorse, embarrassment
My dignity, which
these three bent
Is falling down a road of stain
What more do I
have to gain?
I've lost a lot. Still losing more.
What the
is my life for?
Shame is overcoming me
I'm losing all my
dignity.
Sorrow
Being flushed down a world of
pretend
Never making this dreaded misery end
Being pushed
aroung every second, every day
Being brought to the ground,
getting in another's way
The weight of the world is being brought
upon my shoulders
Like the grueling load of a trillion
boulders
Despair, distress, unhappiness, depression
Regret,
grief, moroseness, gloom and desolation
All these words destroy my
facade.
Annihilating my senses, turning me into a clod
What's
left of my soul is the overflowing sadness
How am I supposed to
stop this growing madness?
I've hit rock bottom. I'm fresh out of
bliss
A shot for joy? I'm surely gonna miss
I've got no chance.
Everything is futile
I'm trapped in a sick world that's so goddamn
senile
Locked
As I look up into the pitch black
sky
I bother to stop and then wonder why
My exile from society
is getting in my brain
Painting it so dark, making a permanent
stain
I'm locked away from civilization
The key is lost; I'm in
alienation
This loneliness does drive me crazy
As the moon
drops down and the sun gets hazy
I've nowhere to go, I've nowhere
to run
I'm trying to fing a way to the light of the sun
I'm
trapped in a cave; there is no light
Fighting for my freedom, to
me what is right
I try to find my way through this sable cell
I
sometimes even ponder if I am nearing hell
But I'm not physically
in a cave of rock
But in my mind, where my sick thoughts
stock.
Beginning
This deadly virus coursing through
my veins
Recurring all my nightmares, all of these endless
pains
Like an incurable pestilence, a forever disease
I'm
awaiting death, when will my life cease?
Slipping of this very
fragile cradle of life
Falling off this God-forsaken cliff so full
of strife
That's me. Sick, corrupt, about to die
No one can
hear me shout my SOS, an outward cry
This phase called death is a
one-time experience
When it comes, my life will disappear from
existence
The candle of my soul is a while from being flickered
out
This is my ening battle, my judgment day, my final bout
Far
The gallant, white sun swanks its dull
magnitude
Gemstone morning dewdrops adorn the silent greenery
I
wake at the call of Nature's sweet voice
She beckons me... and I
follow her request
I slip out of bed and into my daily attire
Not
forgetting to cleanse my facade of any dirt from slumber
Out of
the door I go and I suddenly realize
That the outside is a
complete wasteland.
A red sky and miles of endless despair
Mark
the world's demise
So I step back inside... and indulge in the
warmth of my home.