Blow out the candles and dim the lights,
Close your eyes in stary nights.
Take a breath and say goodbye,
To whom you’re now, just make it fly.
Fly from reality, far away
To a world without rules, or so they say.
Do as you please, act as you want
For this colourless clay world seems less blunt.
Dig your fingers in cold clay ,
And model all your life away.
Make a heart, its all about you,
Or take that heart and tear it in two.
Make a knife and sharpen it nicely,
The night is short, so use your time wisely.
Now the hunt begins, she’s looking for fresh pray,
In her limitless world of bloody clay.
She is a dream killer and she won’t stop,
Until she sees her prays spilled blood.
She loves her nightly dreams of clay,
Loves to make fantasies play away.
Any lost dreamer wandering about,
Will have wished to have never stumbled around.
They’ll suffer in breathlessness until the next day,
When rays of light awaken them in surprise and sway.
They would never guess,
That their nightmare was just another dreamers mind mess.
Lady by day and killer by night,
She’s the fighter not the flight.
So next time you close your eyes,
Don’t get lost in orientation, be wise.
For you might just land in her land of clay,
And be her next bloody prey.
The world stops
Drumming to the beat of lives sweet tunes.
The air lays morbidly still
Sweet tunes crumble to dust
Flying into a timeless space
Heavy heartbeats become weak
And lifes song remains nothing
But ongoing echoes of my hearts last beat.
What is life now?
See her smile turn into a frown
And disappear into nights starry gown.
Droopy oak trees cry their leaves to sleep
We lose all the hope we promised to keep.
What is life now?
Can she get you to comprehend?
The smallest pieces of her puzzle, that never seems to end?
Will you ever truly see her real face?
Or will you be forever trapped in her psychic game of a maze?
Will she ever uncover herself from rusty old armour?
Or will she for ever stay a mysterious mind, playing the charmer?
She is covered yet no one cares why.
She is weeping and drowning, but no one seems to hear her cry.
She is shouting and screaming in sheer indignation.
But every time she tries to talk, they overhear her hidden explanation.
Burn this white flower to see whats left,
Only darkness and unrest.
Dont forget to keep that armour shiny my dear!
Or it will some day fall off, isn’t that your biggest fear?
Just be sure to keep hidden,
And never show your darkness, it is forbidden.
Nothing is worse, than having layed out your full trust to someone,
Only for it to be destroyed and burned right in front you of.
And as you watch it’s rests flicker away into pitch black night skies,
It becomes apparent,
You can’t trust anyone in this world.
So overthink your words,
They might just get twisted,
And spread like fire.
The fire burning your trust.
You might not always see it,
But it’s always flickering somewhere behind your back.
And all that, just because everyone
Is two faced.
Sorry, but I cant easily lie
Sorry, but this just wont work, with the you and I
Its been some time, and I want to let you go
Dont you worry, darling, let me run free in white snow
Im a creature made to be free,
Im someone whos completely happy to be by myself, just me.
You havent done anything wrong,
Its okay, no one ever comprehends the meaning behind my sad humming song.
I care about you, but you have to let me go
Even though your world is turning grey and turning slow
You are now living in the past, my dear
You are living in the past, with constant fear.
But I ask you to let the past go, and let fresh air in,
Ignore the sad background tunes of the violin.
And if you need time, I understand,
Do what is best for you, even if that involves completely letting go of my hand.
I know I am no good for you and I will try,
To always be here for you, help you when you are alone, and cry.
But you have to let me go, darling, set me free out of your mind,
The past is something you have to leave behind.
Sorry, but I cant easily lie
Sorry, but this just wont work, with the you and I…
I have thought this through.
I want to get rid of you.
I will make you scream in pain,
And make you suffer, make you insane.
I will destroy you physically and mentally,
And manipulate you until there’s no going back.
You better leave soon, sweetie.
Or it will be me, who has to attack.
Get your hopes away from me.
Once you’ve reached the point of being unable to do that, you’ll never be free.
If you cant leave, get used to tears and crying.
Get used to giving up on trying.
Get used to pain.
Get used to the real me,
And I swear, that, you wouldn’t want to see.