perception of perdition

broken...

losing it!

why this lonely love?

these thoughts in my head

why do they not relent?

do they know no mercy

for a broken shell of a man

seeking her , seeking to be whole again?



its time I come clean...

I really can't lie to myself anyomore

this world is spinning around me

all this thoughts spinning inside of me

every day... brings me closer to my last

and shld I sleep and not wake, noone will ever know

the feelings beneath the surface, for her

I wish to come clean with this

as a broken man... either way I have nothing left

nothing left to lose... I am but a shattered spectre

of who used to be mighty, compassionate, a champion

he who protects the ones he loves... with everything in his power.







I will... I must let this go... and I will... today.


please let this be over





the path ahead ; bleak

don't leave me here, alone.

get a grip
focus
take control
concentrate

my mind, too murky

i need to break through

somehow...





somehow.

mental flashbacks
handwriting recognition
deep memory
pattern matching
speech propagation
voice timbre, pitch
and all the clues you left.

I know who you are, I definitely do.

My perception has never failed...

difficult, so difficult
fighting a broken heart
seeing her always
a longing, deep heartache

in all honesty
since I got to know you
have slowly grown fond of you
over the months and now a year
of friendship

you were there
when my others failed
you were there
in my saddest moments
and you made me smile

its hard going through each day
with these feelings for you
wanting to be yours, for you to be mine
yet I've not told you anything of this
and I fear my feelings for you
aren't mutual

its clear, right now, right here
I stand a man so broken
that I've nothing more to fear
a shattered heart
I just wish for someone like you

to heal me, believe in me
restore the faith in life, in love
reverse the damage done by those
who never cherished the person
who'd readily give his all
just to make her smile

as I walk, pondering
I do not wish to hide
my feelings from you, anymore
I wish for us to be more than friends
not because I want to,
but this broken heart, this broken man
he is in need of your warm company
above all, only you.

please don't walk away

regardless of what may come
his will and body are immortal
for it is the one and only Greatness
in the universe, his divine power
unfailingly warding him.

his strength, his own
powers unbeknownst
the source of all his strength
nature herself, mother of all

immortality forever within me
till the day He sends the angel
he who counts the sands of my time
but till that day
unfaltering, adominable, raging spirit.


Nothing in this world can harm me.

treading on the fine line
between all things clear
and all things murky
lucidity;turbidity;posioned

walking the path
between madness and hope
neither life nor death
from the depths of dark
to the altars of light

faltering, fading
fighting, winning
falling, losing it
this godless crusade
she decides his path

would it be for unity
or for destruction of all
who oppose his will
a poisoned heart broods
hatred

hatred spawns seeds
the seeds of reprisal
sowing
the root of all evil

once one tastes the power
of chaos and darkness
tempting, irresistable
something to die for

he has tasted that raw, dark and unrelenting energy
an unholy will, of ominious intentions, within
for now it remains chained by the will of heaven
but he has the key to the prison of the beast

he wishes not to unleash that which remains hidden.

he was seeking his place in this world
bound strongly to his unique principles
his beliefs, far different from others
slowly but surely trudging a path
through the otherwise invariant

he met one, he met another
two altogether
parting of ways was never easy
in his heart was his greatest strength
as well as the ultimate weakness

having those two, one after another
a place in his heart, empowered him
gave him strength, will that was beyond him
gave him life, an undying spirit to fight
protect, to love and to cherish her

the curse of a broken heart
how could he undermine such openings
he carried on strongly, uno, alone
slowly but surely reaching his goal
till the day his broken heart took him

he wishes for someone
to show him life again
show him the beauty incarnate
the beauty of life
release him from the relentless clutches;

a broken heart.