I stabbed myself today, a deep stab in the heart To numb the pain away, of having you apart Looking at the blood, dripping from my chest I contemplate the mud, the place where I will rest I grab the knife again and twist it in the wound I want my life to drain and … Continue reading The departure

From the happy corner of my soul,  I have made a bubble It's fragile but it's whole, until it begins to crumble... We knew it was trouble, That it will all come to be, a puddle of bubble rubble But we smile and dance to our imminent sorrow We dance like there's no tomorrow As this … Continue reading Bubbleman

"Grab my hand  My friend, my lover Let’s make these times Last forever (...) - M. M.” Today you took my hand and guided me into your maze. This is your most sacred place, which guards over secrets you don't want to share with anyone. It is not a closed place. It is not locked … Continue reading The maze

  Love is dead. God is dead. When there is no more love there is no God. A gradual decline into disorder. No meaning, just chaos. Random processes of cause and effect, action and reaction, until the end of time. An endless series of events looping to infinity. Love is dead. Humanity is dead. All there's … Continue reading Love is dead

How can I hurt someone who I love so much? It's a question that will forever haunt me, a loss that consumed us to ashes. Worthless words, typed with numb hands, by a wimpy kid. It's all I have left, empty symbols side by side which try to cobble together what I feel now. I wish … Continue reading The last act

If you choose to leave, you may never come back. Who will I be if I stay? I choose to walk. Do you want to be a stray? I never follow the flock, be that as it may. If you choose to love, you may never be loved back. Who will I be if I … Continue reading Life choices

I have… I have a cureless malady, A painless agony, A meticulous disassembly, of my mental tapestry What’s happening to me? Am I going crazy? I have… I have a Melody stuck in my mind, A tune which makes my thoughts unwind, A vibe only to my heart confined I have a cureless malady, A … Continue reading Malady

How can you miss somebody you never had before? How can you have someone you don’t miss anymore? What is it that makes you smile? Who is the desert to your Nile? What is it that makes you frown? Who is the king to your crown? How can you die without ever have lived? How … Continue reading Holding a figmental hand