Poison

We choose to see only what we see,

chase along the way what is already inside,

I care for the world but not oneself,

I remember thoughts but not the present,

no matter how good the ingredients,

what's of use when poison has been?

I choose love over love,

misunderstanding the meaning of both.

I choose life over life,

misinterpreting the one I've got.

So, be careful starting from thoughts,

as words are not as powerful as deeds.

Crumble

I never understand.

Yet I live along the way,

I'd be thankful.

Sad only when I can't continue,

and become sick of everything.

I've had enough of it,

love, most of the time.

Tap with rhythm,

trance along the rhyme.

I built my bridge,

it crumbles on and on.

Stop loving again,

I'll go heartless once more.

But who cares?

Nobody does.

Not even you,

531

Like a game, life is balanced.

Live now, and nowhen else.

Mind is like the surface of water.

The Prisoner

The evening clouds,

which I knew I could see from different places.

I believed in them, yet

these clouds were raining my days off.

I said your smile made my day, but

at the very same time I took it away from you.

While I wept in those darkest days, I knew

that inside them, my strength remains.

I am a friend of all, yet

a lover of none.

I am a knight outside, yet

a prisoner for love.

Stains

As I walked upon the stairs,

I saw these stains of pain,

these clear, unwavering sorrow.

In my dreams collided the trails.

Those ambitions and beliefs remain.

On a way be anxiety and worry.

Once again I waved to the remnants,

those I've known for so long,

then I found myself, whispering to me.

This is just a dream,

but this dream, real as it is.

It is still just a dream.

If you can't fight your own illusions,

someday they shall tell you with their eyes,

that you have also become an illusion.