dimanche 9 juin 2019

at dawn



only the never ending deep blue horizon gets me

ghosts wandering around, howling in my haunting nightmares
I wake up half asleep half worried, my palms sweating 
out of horror and worries, afraid of the night

but the vast ocean looks like endless positive possibilities 

never mind the tears my heart has cried at midnight
never mind the shedding lights frightening me at all time

I choose to believe in another kind of destiny  
one that holds a treasure I’ll never dare to hope for
one that offers a lifetime of peace and meaning 


cash in



as the sea welcomes me 
and my mind gets emptied by the salt of the warm water
I long for a new tomorrow made of deep feelings 
and virgin of any worries 
as I know I’ll eventually cash in the money of my combats
there’s no one to seize the quantity of doubts I’ve had 
there’s no one to understand how lonely I’ve felt in the crowd 
on my own, I stand and I’ll die 
on my own, I’ll get there after a great deal of cries 
boats pass by on the afar horizon as my vision gets blurry
blurry from the tears I no longer cry
blurry from the chaos that messes with my heavy head at all times 
I’ll grow, I’ll fly in times and ultimately get where I ought to the world to be 
I know my path is full of question marks and negativity 
but I also know there’s a light shining over me 
It’ll never leave me to fail 
I’ll always stand, until I die 

but even fish eventually drown



as I put down my pride the fever grew on me 
burnt skin, itching 
I no longer cry when I suffer great deals of pain 
I only gain respect by pulling out the second someone gets too close 
salt on the rug, praying on my flat knees
sand off my pants 
love at bay 
when I start to crave for something bigger 
I feel disarmed and doomed
for I can never access what it is
I only long for it everyday 
a blurry "it" 
that will stay a mystery through the long passing years 
disparate clouds and empty tears 
my heart will be kept afar from my preoccupations
and I’ll keep on walking until death comes for me 
I’ll be physically still but moving inside
even growling, 
or maybe crawling
the floor is as disgusting
as the disastrous conflict inside of my head
will I ever feel free ? 
from all those questions that haunt me down until the day fades away ?
I don’t think I’ll ever escape it
it’s my journey, it’s my destiny

payback



crowded spirit
looking at my old self in the mirror
my head defeated 
my eyes circled 
I no longer love the sun 
It reminds me of deers left dead on the side of the road
It reminds me of your nauseating smell
It reminds me of the warmness of a cursed august 
and how lost my soul used to be 
let me warn you though
before you try to get me back,
run away
I’ll just hit you fast and bad
while I cry at how empty and unstirred I’ll feel
there will be a payback, I swear,
there will be a payback and it will be beautiful and real dark

badlands



I was laying next to his hollow heart 
I wanted to hear his voice warm and excited 
instead it was only deaf and hesitant 
I wanted the sound of love filling my entire being 
instead there was only a crippling silence 
emptying me from pride, from esteem, from just everything 
it all started weighing on my soul 
weighing on my body
the sun got drained out of me 
the enthusiasm also vanished
leaving me all defeated and pessimist 
you won, old enemy
you won me over until I lost myself 
and then you threw me out of your life
the one I knew so well
the one that I claimed was also mine
but a new day appeared 
a new day free of worries and pain 
virgin of any pressure 
the loss fade away as I met a beautiful new soul
this one wanted me fully 
this one made me feel enough
I recovered my dignity while you lost
I can only tell you today there is no space left for you in my mind, 
nor there is in my now hardened heart 
and whenever I remember my old self, I realize it was all necessary
it was all an initiatory journey I had to go through 
to access what I would never have dreamt of, 
what I would never have dared to hope for,
what is even better than what I once wanted 

an old adagio



I recall your name 
whispered slowly in the night 
followed by a silence
deep as the ocean 
I recall your skin 
soft and supple
caressing my own so easily
I recall the atmosphere 
we were drown in 
heavy and moist 
I recall the color of the ceiling 
they might call cream
dirty and decrepit
for most, I recall your anxiety
meeting mine 
both so crippling and proud 
for most, I recall the mess 
in your house
in your mind 
in my poor and victim of a heart 
now this plain old adagio is long gone
and never have I felt this much freedom 
as it was so inhibiting 
as you were a discrete nightmare 
a nightmare I’ll just never forget 
a nightmare I’m oh so happy to have defeated 


forever dead



bang on my head 
bump on a road 
scars on a burnt skin 
dead cells 
my brain freezing 
for you call out my name
for I stopped walking 
my knees flat on the ground 
my heart dropped dead 
could it be true that I lost it ?
lost your consideration and your love forever 
could it be that I no longer deserve your attention ?
somewhere someday, you’ll find me starved and hungry 
for something close to what you used to offer me 
for something similar to your beautiful ancient words 
those that you no longer pronounce
at least, not to me 

a night with no star



as the star disappeared on a gloomy night 
my mind went off
I was laying there, in the warmness of august 
waiting for your arms to surprise me 
waiting for you to come from behind
but you didn’t 
little did I know I had already lost you
little did I know you were so far ahead...
in my head the darkness of the sky corroded every single corner
hollowing my dreams 
leaving my entire self empty
leaving me plain dead from the inside

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got a feeling
a deep one 
that my heart is going the wrong way
that my soul is taking a prohibited path 
and my mind is wandering through a forbidden door
would you care finding me dead or lost ?
would you help my poor empty self if you knew ?
if you knew how reckless I am, how cruel I feel some days
it always seems unexpected, but is it really ? 
am I not just an old dirty soul waiting to pop out any time ?
am I not just a horrible person in disguise ? 
disgrace
everyday a questionnable choice 
and a lost temper 

the curse



I’ve hidden so much, I’ve buried intensely
and now it’s hard to get where the problem lies
where the worries feed themselves 
I swim in an endlessly disturbed ocean 
tired at all times, tired even without trial 
the dark star cursed me from day one 
giving up is always around, somewhere in my mind 
yet a skinny strength keeps on fueling me, just enough
to go on shedding the hopes that fill my head 
all dead before their birth, the cemetery grows 
I’ll keep deceiving and failing until one day,
one day where it all goes to waste, ultimately
but I’ll let myself believe it was all worth it 

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Agressive. 
Words as sharp as knife, coming out of your mouth.
Leaving me hurt, hanging. 
In my head, they twirl, they spread everywhere. 
I snap. 
I know the drops will soon make their way out of my humid eyes. 
I see you, looking at me in the weirdest manner. 
Looking at me like you don’t know me.
And I feel the distance growing between us.
A wall built out of the dirty words and tears we conveyed at this party. 
A terrible party, made out of boredom and fear. 
Made out of judgement and misunderstandings. 
I’ll let you think about leaving me, 
I’ll let you hate me. 
As I’ll feel guilty of it all, unworthy of your love. 
Unworthy of any love.