There's an Emotional Decay in Every Word Left Written
In this moment where i look at this false sky, this sky that is only a roof ... and the moon are just a burnt-out room lamp, i remember the moments i kissed you, lying on that wooden cabinet ... that damn furniture where we gave ourselves up to the passion of tender lust ... where time did not seem to want us together, because without mercy the hours were only seconds, but the only consolation and joy was to see us face to face, knowing that this would not be easy, even so we lied to ourselves creating a bond that did not really exist, but that lie that bitch lie !! gave us joy, that lie made us happy and it did not matter neither time nor distance, it only mattered to know that i was waiting for it ... damn it, now look at me !!!!!, you talk to me behind a phone line, without even knowing if i am listening to you, suffering and shedding tears full of sadness, crying out that this bond we once did with our own hands, i am very sorry that this happens, i am so sorry to put you in this theater but i do not deserve your suffering, no i'm the one who should be by your side .. in your side
Submitted by Finntroll — Jun 21, 2026
This blood that escapes my veins, carry all the regret of my bitterness, an age that has not lived a long time but if you have felt enough pain to know this world and its disorders, I feel totally alone, I would consider myself A madman, I would like to be a madman, unconscious, who does not perceive fear or emotion, that alters his reality by simply disconnecting his reason, a martyr I accept to be because when I feel the pain of cutting my arms I am excited and I feel that I ironically come back to live , Knowing that my joy will last for a couple of hours because the wounds will close and that is when I will suffer again ... suffer yes ... Suffer !! Because it is the only way to put up with myself, to pity me and finish me before others want to do, before anyone can show that I am torn because I do not want to draw a smile on their faces, I prefer to feel the refusal to be as I am to To be accepted in this hypocritical and moral world, that is why I open my arms because I want to suffer in my silence, I want to die in my pain, in my emptiness and in my room
Submitted by Finntroll — Jun 21, 2026
In the spaces of emptiness where the mind does not reason and reality becomes a hallucination. inhabits the magnanimous reason for my satisfaction a stupid reason that doesn't make sense. for the simple fact of not wanting to believe not wanting to realize what i'm going through.. is this one more lie? is it an altered or false reality? what is behind this beautiful dream? why do i ask myself so many questions? why do i want to know another truth? why do i think i don't deserve it? why can't it be so simple? it would be easier to enjoy and live the moment the moment of emotions and natural smiles i want to judge myself. to think that everything is a trap into which i fell easily and sink into the waters of the overwhelming stupidly despair and point my finger at me, cursing my life. but..... and if everything is real... and if this fascination is not a theatre? in this moment i destroy that thought and i surrender to your arms, i surrender to you…. black flower of the colorful garden red sun of a hot afternoon grey air from the quiet countryside take me by the hand to the horizon to that far point where no one knows where it ends. take me by the hand by the narrow way to that passage that gives security to walk take me away, but take now... the fear of looking into your eyes has disappeared and the delight of feeling alive is my goal today. just for the privilege of being possessed by your charm. i can't understand why my sadness’s have been altered. i can't understand why my joys now have your name……… impalpable existence now you are part of me unreachable existence these next to me i exalt you with these lines on an old paper because it's the most honest way to tell you how i feel. and pure feelings, that keep loyalty this is me now, this is me at your feet waiting for fate not to be cruel and let me enjoy the precious romance between you and me the perfect moment my longed-for death.
Submitted by Finntroll — Jun 21, 2026
In the distance of a past that has no value, i have seen the moon fall and the sun hide, i have seen birth and death of who i supposed to love, my reason is not only to look but also to take care of what little i can achieve, i am a pessimist and without greater pride or effort i extol this state of mind that has only filled me with unsustainable truths, i do not have the strength to look at the light of a new day of opportunity, i look gray the environment and i know it is the reflection of my being, of my soul, i want to disappear is the truth, to lose myself in the cold and white layer of thick fog but turning to see the legacy that i leave frustrated for my decision and that's when i realize that suicide is not part of my essence, a cursed essence that only wants to rumble in my head and make me feel how miserable i can be, a cowardly and humiliated human, i'm a pessimist and without greater pride or effort i extol this state. suicide!!
Submitted by Finntroll — Jun 21, 2026
I have a thousand memories, every day they overwhelm me, they are in my head without stopping to torture me, the most beautiful memory becomes unbearable when it only appears in moments of weakness, where I do not find a reason to explain even to the one that separated us, which It was the reason that led us to hate us, slowly away from me because I did not want to hurt you, I saw in your face despair and that I could not stand, I did not want to see you shattered once again, the memory of a false past judged me and I just I did not want to be a fatal memory, you never understood why I decided to leave, because I had to leave, you only aimed with hatred and with your finger, you call me false when I was direct, that's why tonight I buried you because it's no use to blame me more and more every day with what I knew I did because you just do not want to listen to me.
Submitted by Finntroll — Jun 21, 2026