Aside
Have you ever tried to get up and you realized you can't ? Have you ? How would you feel ? ... ...It must be painful , harmful and sad ... That's how I feel everytime I forget Poor me ! , so ridiculous missing in my trying. Self humilliated hidden in my room where tears of hate and sorrow born looking down to my legs. I know you feel sad when you see me and you wonder what I feel I need to be alone to live alone with my chair (what I hate most but I need most). My Chair "Agony dressed up with my body , rides a two-wheeled carriage". Im not part of the party when I come you look askance at me with fear and sorrow. Now you know me, you'd take my place so I could get up... But as soon as my wheels are out of your sight everything is forgotten. You keep on dancing , having fun as I go back to my room, where I can't forget, where I can't dance !!.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Thinking about the unknown I can't find the answer. A thousand doubts, a thousand questions that I can't understand. There are no reasons There are no answers ...why? I don't want to believe there's a fate many times unfair and cruel. How to know it? How to change it? It slips out of change my hands!! There's always a hope for finding the unknown... ...and answer, a friend. But I'm full of anger full of impotence Why?... I can't do anything. Why?... you can't kill bad grass. Why?... everything's so difficult. Why?... there's a road of no return. Hope gets stronger as time passes by "I don't know", "There's no reason" both sentences will be broken by the wind Because in the end... ...I'll know about a friend... ...a road... ...a fate...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
He loses... destiny didn't appreciate him life treats him hardly. Center of espectation in the side of margination Sadness... leaded by misfortune, his loyal doctrine. Sadness... his loyal doctrine. Many kickings... hostillity... lay dawn his friendship... hate around him. Nasty... existence of pain!! His peace... in the darkness!! His peace... In the loneliness!! His face, his being, his sin to be born His body, his head they walk without shape His peace in the darkness, in the cold loneliness. But whose is the blame?... but whose is the blame?!! "You can be an unfortunate man just because you are not like the rest, but if those cruel people, who bring it to light, didn't exist, we would all be always the same... just like when we are inside the grave".
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
He was thirteen that year. What a wonderful day, with a shining dawn. A light wind struck a his naked back, cold sweat down his bare feet and looking down, he weakly asked the hangman: "Where are you talking me?!!" He looked down to the young man, with no words tied his hands, while tears where falling in his cheeks. Tears kept him from seeing slowly falling on his knees, then he looked to the horizon, rised his head, grabbed some land and said: "I surrender to the Lord of the worlds for he made me out of dust!!" ...Kissing with his lips that cold dawn dew...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I've seen time passing by, among hugs and tenderness, delivered with pride for the life of their life. I've grown up through this time, and so have their wrinkles. that we left on their faces the print of old age. And they'll leave an emptiness nobody will be able to fill, I don't want to think about it, I don't want to show what I feel. I don't want to be beside them, I don't want to feel their weakness, I don't want them to know, I pity for them. It hurts (doler) me to admit it's normal to die when you're old, but I have to obey because it's law of live. They know they're old and used, they know they haven't got much time and they're ready to say goodbye. You'll remain on memory... ...forever
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
They're forgotten. They're laid down. They are hidden. They are human. Condemned for being different, being something out of bounds. Set aside from the drove. Over there where they can't bother. They are set aside!! They are set aside!! Something you can't classify must be far from our surrounds... Human beings without health, ...being happy just to live. Human beings without health, ...being happy just with a place of life!! Money isn't sent to those ill ones who need it... ...weapons and monuments are in first place. Political prestige is what they play for that's why they don't even pay the least attention to the ones who suffer in the absence. We put out heads down we let it all happen we collaborate with them that's why they'll always be there. And if someones stands up for the truth he's shut up 'cause he's not interesting. The switch up on and off with a long distance commandment always at their own will, Let there always be their will!!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Remember the day'll come, the day everything you have, will fade away in what's basic and important. For them there'll be only the memories, but... what will there be for you?...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026