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No guts - no glory

And I drown myself tonight
in loneliness.
With loss as my only companion,
I hope to find 'nothing'.
Nothing more, nothing less.

On heavy wings, I fly..
The night will carry my soul.
And I flee..
There is no master plan.
I am lost.
There is no goal.

You, shapeless creature.
You that haunts my reality.
Making me see what no one can see..
I curse you.
As I've been cursed by thee.

For the purpose of nothing,
I realize - I am nothing.
For I've been cursed
without goal,
with no other choice
than to gaze upon
our starlit sky.
But losing everything,
might not be so bad..
When gaining my soul..

Lady of Darkness,
I will fight.
With all the strength
my heart can upbring.
As free as the ravens flew..
My soul no longer belongs to you.

Surviving the day surprises,
divides me from the black night.
Without wrongs I despair.
Lost in the light.

For I am truly lost
taking on the burden of the beast.
Willingly ridden by her..
She takes over,
ripping my flesh,
as she begins the feast.

Left on blood painted grounds,
naked and in vain.
Finally seeing what should've been so clear.
There was never anything to win,
never anything to gain..




Fri vers av Naomi Nottelling
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Publicerad 2007-02-13 22:07



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  Tomasz Halkiewicz
No despair, no happiness!
Thanks, Tomasz
2007-04-18
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