Harsh truth of my unseen reality

The ever flowing rain pours harder than ever

I am soaked in the memories of the dead

Blood trickles down the forehead frozen on the cheeks before it can reach the neck

The innocent face is marked by a loud red stream telling a different tale

Eyes are harmless no more as they breathe empty promises

Lost cause swollen up and spit into an ugly showdown

Emotions shoot out to rip open the heart

A gully of love is now eroded and only drought prevails

My lips dried up cry for one lost drop of hope

Surrounded by darkness in a vacuum reality

No music can be played to the ears which are overshadowed by the screams of the soul

Shouting out my lungs feeling nerves will burst out of the skin

Followed by the howling wolf betrayed by the moon

A hunger resides within to strike out destruction of the world

Save anything which is inevitably gone, a last try to live in fantasy

The wind is hard pushing me off ripping apart everything into pieces

Shattered pieces of dreams scattered around trampled under the foot

They walk over me as I lay insignificant crumpled on the floor

No song no writings can display the waling walls cracked inside

It’s a slow process of accepting your own doom and laughing through out

But nothing is forgotten no matter how hard I hit my head or how much I blow it apart

I have stopped going down the same road and travelling the same path

Though often I am tempted to relive it again before I completely vanish away