Nothing but the Whole

I had always known him, and he trusted me We didnt say things, we felt them... Whole is sick, sick and void Go and hope, boy... Hope for worse, the worst is now... Sometimes we forget the fragility of moments To believe in this line right? I don't know how to tell you But a being has disappeared You watched him grow, and you won't see him again He's been deprived of a life Deprived to touch those dear to him You conceived him, you loved him But the plan changed... Silence even sounds like it's him Please, forgive me for tearing you I'd love to, like you, think I might awake But it's so real... Real like ourselves breathing Breathing no more... He is dead, rotting there Soon forgotten...

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

She thrives on shadow, crawls under the city roofs Penetrates colours and fragments the walls of regret What am I? A bloody cursed snake? No, the fault you moron... She preys her own hand, a hand blessing your nights. The one you don't fear but is scratching, itching your soul So tell me what am I? A strange animal is a man in front of a mirror Even stranger is the man who observes that man So where is the fault? ...And why must we drink and jump on the cycle Why do questions cherish such answers? Because...and here is the answer, for whole, life and death I will not march in paradise, but you will sink with me We will swim just as mermaids...will we? We will sink and sink only, and you will sync with me So tell me! Who am I? I'm the question, the zero praised and forgotten It's god that is truth, well we're still waiting for a sign Zero praised and forgotten The bloody cursed snake is now biting its own tail... The whole joins the nothing for the course to be sick Zero praised and forgotten

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

A morbid curiosity seized a being... It's a human who, not having lived enough Wanted to feel himself living, feel like it's finally starting It's not all to take care of your teeth... You need to know what you're worth in front of the mirror And this little creature decided to taste the fruit He prepared a toxic expedition Detailed it with passion Leaving would be easy, but how to come back to motion? I must call you, my faithful friend, you like men And dream of beyond the curtain And you will have to make my heart beat again But leave me there for a little while... The liquid is injected...the heart is going to cease I don't find myself being, but of emotions I'm aware My body breathed me in and seems to mock me, fair The light is identic, no surprises there I see myself, finally, my body, a glare Is body relevant? Is it flesh the ending? I'm not judged, nor even stuck It's just all that is there I see you, you are life And seem to get ready to take me back to land But why this big smile on your face such a grin? Why are you coming naked against my skin? Facing this life that steals from behind...

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Nothing is good for long, all is used A world is hiding another Collapsing the wall, such is the pleasure However there is nothing worse... So imagine boredom The liquid and the light, the start and the end Between the two, being the flaccid stone Breaking out of the egg, and getting fried by the future Walking straight into the trap Dripping, rolling with you Leaving footprints after us We always wanna see so far ahead To end up in the same cage Far off, that smoke, the noise from the movement Behind is still there, to push me forward You think you're free but there are rails Rails, loops, but nothing vertical I shake of excitement, I have at last found Once again the unknown gives some sense Am I the one? Concrete and anti-life, the celebration of a stage The chemical to open oneself, and control hazard Corpses are alive for a while They dance, love each other... All is blurring 'cause all is known Each step tightens the knot more

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

There's a man dressed in flames That walks the land... Barely there, and everywhere Obsolete... Stuck in a fire, how does it feel? The price to pay is no redemptive A bright raw movement The blaze against life A piece of Sun he swallowed to take off the skin Shines from his whole, shines from his death Wrath spreads while a hell of fire breaks A man disappears, smoke clears, nothing resists Stuck in a fire, how does it feel? The price to pay is no redemptive...

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Think wise! Think catching your knowledge But it's all around, it licks, and tastes And denies itself by times The spirit offended The spirit that curves at the sight of the spirit It all preys on, the pause offends Still leftovers of a so-said cult legacy Corrupted by the ancestors... Feckless of being eternal... The past is no more... The past is death Think having, think defending your turf But once asleep, I will dance on your bones The rhythm catches on, families loose their names I balance, mashing the roots of the knowing A laid-aside tale, a hero deserter All waddling in the great feast of the error Cuz the past is no more, the past is death

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

I am the lowlands, and the ladder The one that leads you down Eyes rest on you, streets swarm of life Our star is dripping its heat Females seem ready to impregnate Shadow is cast out, optimism speeds up the cycle Blackout is planned, to make shadow a ghost And make sure to never be one amongst you... No one knows, the taste of the infinite Licking death... No one knows what is the taste of the void We should be able to do it, give the sun back to its master We need space, the path is open, and devious we move forward... Forward on the sly But, to where? No one knows, what they're doing You think of yourself unique and safe on earth But you're already dead...now face it You may charge ahead, but your turn around Seasons are there to remind you're just a pawn Everything unwrapped and will unwrap more And then believe, again, that you endure I am the lowlands, I am heaven The one that will take us further, from the sky Forget about the sun, forget about your home What does really matter... When there's nothing but the whole

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025