Etnael

Held breathe gripped over time Exposure to a heated rhyme The right to write and etch a line Flows from my pen and leaps in time The way to see what's ill and not Not from the sickness or the rot The gift to see what's in the mind Lives in the pen that writes the rhyme

Music falling from above Hitting my ears, and stirring my love Not just a sound it's something more A way for those who live to soar A pitch, a note too few to count Devour them all the full amount The taste of music upon my lips This world no longer where my heart grips A place of sounds, I comprehend Where I have not the will to fend Lost in this world I have no hold My hand will slip; my heart will fold I feel the heat, it drives me down Away away, far from the sound Silence comes, to take me away In the stillness I start to sway The sound of nothing a part of my bliss That quiet sound will help with this A song of my own

I'm lying here stretched on the ground Awaiting prey I make no sound Soon she appears my mission begun And now I see what must be done She goes slowly, with purpose Each step a light kiss I thought nothing so graceful, within this abyss My heart becomes broken To see beauty such as this A wondrous diamond to be crushed with my fist But with that break comes something strange A loss of power without exchange Lost in the moment I fail to see That now my prey looks right at me I feel her gaze and now I know fright I have no power no will left to fight My strength is gone and with it my pride I want nothing more than to run and t

A scary thought fleets through my head As I lie down to sleep Mistakes and lies before my eyes Are here just so I can reprise That which I've done without regret From me could be no further All I see and all I know Unpleasant things are but for show As I lie down the things I hate Plague me just so I know The things I have done I will not repeat And now at last I'll fall asleep The nightmares come before I sleep My dreams do not perturb me I dream of times both past and gone I dream of things I know are wrong The things I see are not of me Perhaps they are of others Their dreams and lives are not like mine Though perhaps we

To live is to lie Survival is a must Two liars share a trust Lies between each other When both know the truth They dare not speak They have no choice but to live To live is to lie To lie is to die The inevitable is the truth Of truth there is but one An embrace of a taste A scent which is meant To tell the story of the meaning The meaning behind the end The end of those who seek They seek to speak the truth The truth is a toxin When life is close to the end And the end can sense the beginning There is no ready There is but one set A set of three pairs Three pairs full of scare Who never will dare Dare to take a step

Truth has no synonyms Nothing is the same A word with such a diverse meaning No one can attain It would seem that truth is just an ideal And none can truly tell it For to truly tell the truth Nothing could be concealed Not a lie nor a deception Not a fable nor a ruse To truly tell the truth in fact One must be attuned To all the secrets all the fibs Every guile and every falsehood No truth ever tells it all No truth is truly true

Illusions plague me all around Ever since that awful sound I seek action strong and true To get my message through to you The path I seek cannot be wrong Searching searching for so long I hear a cry amidst the storm It can't be real But the sound I feel I seek the noise to see myself And prove a feeling Reinforce a lie Do I exhort myself to cry? Never stop and never pause To prove a truth that's never wrong A beginning weak an ending near But will I ever be rid this fear? Start off shallow enter the deeps Escape the chill that ever creeps Perhaps if faster I slow the crowd But only when slow can I be loud A repetition kn

A pillar made of stone Standing all alone Reflects the sky Seen through the eye The eye of a believer Who knows only this Constrained to this abyss A place that he calls bliss The day is coming soon When light blocks out the moon And all will feel the terror And hope that life is fairer But none will hear them cry As they scream into the sky Reflected by the stone The stone left all alone