No Regrets;No Sorrow

Life a misery, what can you do about it?
Nothing, just pray and pray.
Till you fall, down the road.
Late is late,
no matter what,
so too bad,
its your loss.
You had your chance, I feel no pity, this time.
Don't fight it,
because its never the same,
in your knees, in shame,
water down way down,
enter the soul,
where the foul smell is.
No retreat, no surrender is only words,
walk the path, not just talk.
Avenge the avenger,
it's what we all do,
to be great, but it only brings sorrow,
like there is no tomorrow.
So in the end,
Life a BITCH.

Hue of the Arc

A person is beside me, looking to see if we find the true pastime.
Seeing more than smog upon the sky.
Whispering the song of love onto my ears that rumble with passion.
The mood is sweet and can never be stopped nor popped.
Inside my mind comes a hopping little swan.
Touching the every spirit i have with no remorse.
Wondering if it will last when the raven stops pecking the dwarf tree.
Dust is floating beneath the floor six feet under the grain of salty sand.
On the other side of the valley lies what we must have in our hands.
The clear stone makes a deer jump with joy.
But one thing for sure we must never find; the golden pot.

When Darkness Gets Darker

Living in the swine,
swift swifting,
none of this is mine.
Looking for the reality,
cat and mouse,
where is the brutality.
Lurking for answers,
stop and roll,
its only ur ancesters.
Launching being so naive,
kill the killer,
know what you believe.
Loosing your mind,
to him and her,
why do you have to be blind.
Loving the air,
down and under,
enter my lair.

The Moonshine

Seeing the shine from the moon expand the iris of my eyes.
My sense of touch becomes more sensible,
just like a prune.
My ears hurt like it's ripping through my skin,
like a chick coming out of its shell.
My teeth feel very rare,
like knowing when to explore the experience of darkness.
My bones crushing as if someone is hugging me tighly,
as if its trying to kill me, but the change is superb.
Shaking in the cold but is not freezing,
my hairs start to poke out like needles.
The fresh smell of life is around the corner of the lotus flower,
getting closer to where i need to be.
My hands somewhat begin to deterioate,
into large powerful tools with mighty scratches,
use it as a guide to catch what im looking for.
To find out my true final determination,
only the lycan knows how far I will get through the night.

PRAY

Play by the rules, many rules, and see the outcome,
as something more of a challenge.

Remember keys in which may mislead,
you into acts of insanity.

Assuming, the right of knowing peace,
is long gone to a rightful place .

Your life depends on life itself,
ruin by others that have no will to continue.

The Way I See it

Life is very fragile,
You never know when its going to rip.
Falling and falling,
Thats what i feel everyday of my life.
I always wonder if the light will pass by me,
whising to see an early escape from my destiny.
Beating me all the way down,
to the center of the comb of bees.
Garavity its taking its toll on me,
as if its doing its job, but only on me.
My weak bones feel like crushing agaisnt the wall,
of the closets castle of doom.
Piranas apperaring out of the deep waters of glee,
biting the insights of my core.
slowly and slowly,
it seems everytime the moom shines on my soul.
The hand of a demon seems to crush me,
like a piece a paper thats will never leave me in peace.
thinking of what to say to my nearest enemy,
its no more than the spark of fire that returs to me everytime i see a fox pass by.
Beneath the shadows on the ground,
lays my bubble of life.

What am I?

The blue is now gray, that when I see it I get sudden chills in my spine,
thorns become brutal as if the coming from the grapevine.
Cotton seems to grow bigger by the time light touches the mountain,
the skin feel thicker than fat air which is a result of the fountain.
Knowing that sometimes today i will reach my vertical limit,
but how far will it take me to realize, it might be only a permit.
The time that it comes from is somewhat very unique,
What it is that is so physique?