The source

You lose your loved ones

Deadly sharp stabs pierce my heart

You scream and cry yourself hoarse

Tears spill from my eyes

You writhe with the pain unknown

I seek its source in the frantic nights

You give up on life

I shut my eyes and die.

Inertia

Shine and rise

while the sun shines

while the fingers tap the keyboard

and give out that dearest sound

while the pulse races

and the brain weaves the stories of hope

while the adrenaline still gets to flow

Shackles

Leave the shores

and the lands

leave the feelings

and the burdens

leave the childhood dreams

and the traumas

leave the pangs of regret

and piles of guilt

leave your mindset

and the shackles

Empty

After all the noise

it’s just empty

and annoying

hanging on to the

thread of meaningless

Across

After the night of darkness

the tunnel of light

Slip away