To my mother Isabelle
Memories are gone I thought I’d feel relieved But there is a void in my heart A weight in my chest I thought forgetting you would hea…
I stare at the mirror All I see is a Monster When have I started to become This horrifying wraith? Like Dorian Gray
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…
Anxiety is dancing in my mind In a loud trance My fears Are rushing into my head How can I ever stop them?
He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times
Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
What a beautiful rose in my garden I look at her And I remember Only her Can keep my secrets forever
Sunshine, Driven by Helios through the Sky In a golden chariot To the sole purpose Of illuminating my life
The water Falls in a mellow harmony Helping me to clear my mind And direct the current of my thoug… I close my Eyes
Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering
It’s the darkest night I have ever witnessed The Moon reflects on the river In a luminescent wave Here I am
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
When I look at his eyes I get a glimpse of his soul Bright, Only a gleam of sun makes them spa… Of a beautiful green,