Heartbeats - your heart is beating me
I wasn't supposed to give in
My inside cracks open with every breath
I stand here, revealing my skin
I'm terrified - I've seen this scene
Each time I painfully choked
And for every shared touch
More angst always awoke
Dizziness - I tremble before you
And only indifference is reflected
Help I need help I need air
Was this really unexpected?
Heartbeats - I'm completely infected
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Sunburned
The sun decends to haunt me
Not leaving a single shadow
No escape from the burns
Of thruth, that it deals me
My eyelids glows red
When I try to evade it
But my inside already ignited
And reality flickers in my mind
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Anxious Essence
You could summarize my life
With words like terror and fear
I was always so anxious
And I seem to be a light-year
away from being free
Every day I face the torture
Going on under my skin
Like cloaked demons invading
Shaking all that's within
me, what you cannot see
It seems to be a part of my essence
Like I'm bent to worry
I've always been patient
But in the end, I want to bury
the life-style of dread
Hope seems to be slipping
Will I always carry this pain?
That I've tried so hard to loose
Will every future day contain
this inner torment?
With words like terror and fear
I was always so anxious
And I seem to be a light-year
away from being free
Every day I face the torture
Going on under my skin
Like cloaked demons invading
Shaking all that's within
me, what you cannot see
It seems to be a part of my essence
Like I'm bent to worry
I've always been patient
But in the end, I want to bury
the life-style of dread
Hope seems to be slipping
Will I always carry this pain?
That I've tried so hard to loose
Will every future day contain
this inner torment?
Labyrinth of Desire
All of their wishes and desires
Vibrates throughout my limbs
Turns into screams in my breast
Deafening my own passion
It's a cursed compassion
That's having me distressed
'No' is the hardest phrase
That I could ever utter
My heart screams the word
That I'm not allowed to release
Instead my pulse would increase
And my desire stays unheard
For I never learnt the meaning
Of being my own individual
The angst is always greater
When I try to put myself first
There's still a sickening thirst
I just don't want to be the traitor
Vibrates throughout my limbs
Turns into screams in my breast
Deafening my own passion
It's a cursed compassion
That's having me distressed
'No' is the hardest phrase
That I could ever utter
My heart screams the word
That I'm not allowed to release
Instead my pulse would increase
And my desire stays unheard
For I never learnt the meaning
Of being my own individual
The angst is always greater
When I try to put myself first
There's still a sickening thirst
I just don't want to be the traitor
Wednesday, April 04, 2012
Annihilation angst
My ribcage is about to explode from the pressure
That never gets relieved
As I keep on tumbling towards distant goals
That yet are not achieved
I realize that all this time I was the one
Who had me deceived
Long ago, I decided to conquer my future
With any means required
I thought it would do with being aware
Of what I really desired
Yet the days move on too quickly
And that motivation expired
So my heart moans out of the inner torture
And my limbs won't obey
How did I lead myself here - in this vacuum
Why would I stray?
Everything important to me
I seem to push away
My ribcage has a bomb ticking within it
I try to lay low
Terrified that another wrong step
Would make it blow
Fireworks as I go under - look
It's making me glow
That never gets relieved
As I keep on tumbling towards distant goals
That yet are not achieved
I realize that all this time I was the one
Who had me deceived
Long ago, I decided to conquer my future
With any means required
I thought it would do with being aware
Of what I really desired
Yet the days move on too quickly
And that motivation expired
So my heart moans out of the inner torture
And my limbs won't obey
How did I lead myself here - in this vacuum
Why would I stray?
Everything important to me
I seem to push away
My ribcage has a bomb ticking within it
I try to lay low
Terrified that another wrong step
Would make it blow
Fireworks as I go under - look
It's making me glow
Friday, March 23, 2012
Retained Words
There's a whisper deep within me
That I enshrouded long ago
Back when the sky became a graveyard
For someone I used to know
I hid the words with aching care
Slowly, I swept them away
In a way they make history repeat itself
It's like I loose you every day
There's a whisper deep within me
That I'm trying to retain
Saving a compaction of everything
I'll say when we meet again
That I enshrouded long ago
Back when the sky became a graveyard
For someone I used to know
I hid the words with aching care
Slowly, I swept them away
In a way they make history repeat itself
It's like I loose you every day
There's a whisper deep within me
That I'm trying to retain
Saving a compaction of everything
I'll say when we meet again
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Waking dream
My mind flows in separate directions
Recoloring everything I know
I try to tame the beasts in my chest
I wish to breathe, I want to grow
Yet I find myself in the same old terror
Each tarnished step burns and aches
My mind splits and shatters before me
Each thought turns into quakes
I must've brought my nightmares with me
When waking up in this brittle reality
I must've stored the acid in my rib-cage
Filled it up with pure brutality
But these trembling limbs are my normality
And I think sanity might be a triviality
Recoloring everything I know
I try to tame the beasts in my chest
I wish to breathe, I want to grow
Yet I find myself in the same old terror
Each tarnished step burns and aches
My mind splits and shatters before me
Each thought turns into quakes
I must've brought my nightmares with me
When waking up in this brittle reality
I must've stored the acid in my rib-cage
Filled it up with pure brutality
But these trembling limbs are my normality
And I think sanity might be a triviality
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Slipping Acid Thoughts
Is that you bent over the edge
Between sparkling decadence,
Coalesced memories and dreams,
Deciding where to lay all sense
Patching yourself along with
Soft and bitter evanescence,
In a way - searching for reason
Secretly contemplating coincidence
Is that you glancing at your shadow
Lost in the limits of gravitation,
Diminished cause, damaged effect
Fragments lacking destination
History-phobic, addled comfort
Retrieving holes on imitation
Shielding from implication - are you
Watching your mind in disintegration
Between sparkling decadence,
Coalesced memories and dreams,
Deciding where to lay all sense
Patching yourself along with
Soft and bitter evanescence,
In a way - searching for reason
Secretly contemplating coincidence
Is that you glancing at your shadow
Lost in the limits of gravitation,
Diminished cause, damaged effect
Fragments lacking destination
History-phobic, addled comfort
Retrieving holes on imitation
Shielding from implication - are you
Watching your mind in disintegration
Thursday, February 09, 2012
Luckor
En flicka som
spelar spel med sinnet
som bedrar minnet
Snälla, finn ett
fel i hennes ögon
se hur dagen blåser
bort - hon springer i skräck
I svindlande psykoser
och ansikten blinkar
i svällande brunnyanser och
talande turkoser
Snälla, finn ett
fel i mina minnen
Sökandet efter min essens
i fragment av en våldssekvens -
mina ögonlock försvann
Vi reser genom svarta hål
håll i dig, det blir turbulens
Jag hittar inte rätt frekvens
Bilder stulna från min hornhinna
- ingen här kan påminna
I nervtrådarna var något intvinat
väntades, redo för att sluka
allt jag tror jag såg
Men långa fingrar är aldrig ödmjuka
när de har makten att ta -
makten att missbruka
spelar spel med sinnet
som bedrar minnet
Snälla, finn ett
fel i hennes ögon
se hur dagen blåser
bort - hon springer i skräck
I svindlande psykoser
och ansikten blinkar
i svällande brunnyanser och
talande turkoser
Snälla, finn ett
fel i mina minnen
Sökandet efter min essens
i fragment av en våldssekvens -
mina ögonlock försvann
Vi reser genom svarta hål
håll i dig, det blir turbulens
Jag hittar inte rätt frekvens
Bilder stulna från min hornhinna
- ingen här kan påminna
I nervtrådarna var något intvinat
väntades, redo för att sluka
allt jag tror jag såg
Men långa fingrar är aldrig ödmjuka
när de har makten att ta -
makten att missbruka
Contradictions
I regard a story on repeat
Once again, my world is quaked
What broke too long ago
Still lingers in me, not awaked -
This hunger never fades
As truths are shattered
I relish to experience to be real
Placid storm on rampage;
These emotions I cannot seal
The hunger pervades
I regard a story on repeat
This chaos has got me seized
I don't want to evaluate
This hunger needs to be eased
It could starve for decades
Reversed delight conquers
I cannot be pleased
Once again, my world is quaked
What broke too long ago
Still lingers in me, not awaked -
This hunger never fades
As truths are shattered
I relish to experience to be real
Placid storm on rampage;
These emotions I cannot seal
The hunger pervades
I regard a story on repeat
This chaos has got me seized
I don't want to evaluate
This hunger needs to be eased
It could starve for decades
Reversed delight conquers
I cannot be pleased
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Consolation
This state of mind I'm in has lead me
On a path quite different from the one I desired
I used to fight back against this evil within
But I assume I've thought it over, I've grown too tired
For there is no such evil I can win against
The way I see it, I cannot fight the air like that
Putting my energy on the wrong place
The past years, I'm the one I've been striking at
For my inner to one day be mended
I must drastically exchange my attitude
For something productive; instead of sowing bitterness
I should fill my heart with blooming gratitude
And I must learn to accept whatever
Life decides to teach me - this is my role
And when I think about it on sleep-deprived nights
I guess it seems that none of us will ever be whole
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Aberration
A handful of bittersweet down my throat
A vaguely sweet flavour for a bitter cause
To proceed ahead - I'll force open my jaws
Reason conquers, emotions way too remote
For sense made the better draw
My heart disconcertingly lingers in the past
To face the day, I force my eyes open wide
I want to be caught, I want to be untied
Yet I resist - inside, all memories massed
Today and yesteryears, they collide
I guess I recieved the clouds I deserved
For I misread the substantial similarity
So I absorb this bitter kind of clarity
To keep the core of my courage preserved;
I will always try to pursue verity
A vaguely sweet flavour for a bitter cause
To proceed ahead - I'll force open my jaws
Reason conquers, emotions way too remote
For sense made the better draw
My heart disconcertingly lingers in the past
To face the day, I force my eyes open wide
I want to be caught, I want to be untied
Yet I resist - inside, all memories massed
Today and yesteryears, they collide
I guess I recieved the clouds I deserved
For I misread the substantial similarity
So I absorb this bitter kind of clarity
To keep the core of my courage preserved;
I will always try to pursue verity
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Superficial Solitude
Well-known, hissy whispers
Physical touches like
Superficial shocks
Numbing the solitude,
The void
I live too momentarily
Forgetting for now
Recoiled back the next second
I search endlessly for
Whispers to sedate my hunger
Physical touches like
Superficial shocks
Numbing the solitude,
The void
I live too momentarily
Forgetting for now
Recoiled back the next second
I search endlessly for
Whispers to sedate my hunger
Monday, January 23, 2012
Bloodletting
When I drop my intestines on your floor
Will you laugh- will you be disgusted?
Search my face with burning scepticism
Realize that I'm way too maladjusted?
If I say then that I've been waiting
That there wasn't room inside of me-
That something had to go eventually
Would you ask me to leave you be?
Gazing at my guts that make out patterns
Where our only limit is imagination
Would it hold sympathy and affection,
If I'd distinguish your soul's vibration
Right then, when my filth is exposed
Could my shame ever be relieved?
And would all your impressions of me
Mean nothing- everything you believed
Explaining how I've been knowing how
Everything in me would have me burst
And that I've walked with horrid ideas
As my mind anticipated the worst
If I would tell you everything like that
How my angst is like another dimension
That cannot fit within my aching body
Would I really have your attention?
If I would enter a state of muted shock
I assume you'd show me your dismay
Like I picture two worlds fiercely colliding
And I'm pretty sure you'd walk away
Will you laugh- will you be disgusted?
Search my face with burning scepticism
Realize that I'm way too maladjusted?
If I say then that I've been waiting
That there wasn't room inside of me-
That something had to go eventually
Would you ask me to leave you be?
Gazing at my guts that make out patterns
Where our only limit is imagination
Would it hold sympathy and affection,
If I'd distinguish your soul's vibration
Right then, when my filth is exposed
Could my shame ever be relieved?
And would all your impressions of me
Mean nothing- everything you believed
Explaining how I've been knowing how
Everything in me would have me burst
And that I've walked with horrid ideas
As my mind anticipated the worst
If I would tell you everything like that
How my angst is like another dimension
That cannot fit within my aching body
Would I really have your attention?
If I would enter a state of muted shock
I assume you'd show me your dismay
Like I picture two worlds fiercely colliding
And I'm pretty sure you'd walk away
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Merged Memories
Memories that are nailed to the walls
My mother used to mention them
That was why we had to leave, she said
She felt they were consuming her
Some years later I found myself there
Memories had merged with the concrete
Where I had been living for years
And I walked through painful memories
There must be an art of letting go
Since it's so much harder than it seems
I never felt nostalgia - but nausea
We could've pretended nothing happened
I left the concrete that wore the past
Ghouls play the drama all around me
Vivid images I never could forget
Seizing my concentration, my motivation
Perhaps the memories united with my skin
Maybe embarked my blood vessels
There should be an art of moving on
For if it was an art, I could master it
My mother used to mention them
That was why we had to leave, she said
She felt they were consuming her
Some years later I found myself there
Memories had merged with the concrete
Where I had been living for years
And I walked through painful memories
There must be an art of letting go
Since it's so much harder than it seems
I never felt nostalgia - but nausea
We could've pretended nothing happened
I left the concrete that wore the past
Ghouls play the drama all around me
Vivid images I never could forget
Seizing my concentration, my motivation
Perhaps the memories united with my skin
Maybe embarked my blood vessels
There should be an art of moving on
For if it was an art, I could master it
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Prensence of Future
Tomorrow never has the time to wait
For someone who's stuck in yesterday
It's hard to move on forward when
Bones are smashed, when limbs won't obey
To struggle to stay one step behind
Yet never dare to loose motivation
You were passed down to your lane
It's your mission - your damnation
Tomorrow never has the time to linger
For those of my kind; who never keep in pace
When your past seems morbid, out of tune
It's hard to see life as just a temporary phase
To choose what is your destination
Also to head for that direction
It may not be what you expected
There's no such thing as perfection
Tomorrow never has the chance to choose
A goal, a mission, a purpose to start from
While you hold your own power
As you may decide what to become
For someone who's stuck in yesterday
It's hard to move on forward when
Bones are smashed, when limbs won't obey
To struggle to stay one step behind
Yet never dare to loose motivation
You were passed down to your lane
It's your mission - your damnation
Tomorrow never has the time to linger
For those of my kind; who never keep in pace
When your past seems morbid, out of tune
It's hard to see life as just a temporary phase
To choose what is your destination
Also to head for that direction
It may not be what you expected
There's no such thing as perfection
Tomorrow never has the chance to choose
A goal, a mission, a purpose to start from
While you hold your own power
As you may decide what to become
The Butterfly Effect
Whatever bleached
my dreams - they are now like a
butterfly with a
set of pale wings
Mournfully taking each wing-beat
with ignominy
Creating chaos,
burning colour along with
vitality - yet
another wing-beat
To force destruction on
the rest. I dream just
like the butterfly
creating armageddon
With air, with grey, with-
out realization
my dreams - they are now like a
butterfly with a
set of pale wings
Mournfully taking each wing-beat
with ignominy
Creating chaos,
burning colour along with
vitality - yet
another wing-beat
To force destruction on
the rest. I dream just
like the butterfly
creating armageddon
With air, with grey, with-
out realization
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Horror
The world around me keeps contracting
Tuning in with the colours of the night
I'm searching for something distracting
A delicate shred of hopeful light
As I squeeze my kneecaps tight
To stay in reality, this thing called sanity
To never give in to my disorder
While receiving this twist of inhumanity
And keeping my mind in order -
Always balancing on the border
Tripping on the edge of nightmares
Hell and heaven ghoulishly combined
Where I loose control, where it ensnares
Madness along with fears, entwined
Delusional or not - I'm too blind
As the angst crawls out of every pore
Manifested as insects creeping on my skin
I scratch my body burning red, I can't ignore
It absorbs me increasingly, just can't give in
Just another struggle I must win
Eventually it'll end - for this time
I know it'll strike me again and again
Exhausted, I pound my heart in grime
The motivation I utterly have to maintain
For the harmony that I'll one day obtain
Tuning in with the colours of the night
I'm searching for something distracting
A delicate shred of hopeful light
As I squeeze my kneecaps tight
To stay in reality, this thing called sanity
To never give in to my disorder
While receiving this twist of inhumanity
And keeping my mind in order -
Always balancing on the border
Tripping on the edge of nightmares
Hell and heaven ghoulishly combined
Where I loose control, where it ensnares
Madness along with fears, entwined
Delusional or not - I'm too blind
As the angst crawls out of every pore
Manifested as insects creeping on my skin
I scratch my body burning red, I can't ignore
It absorbs me increasingly, just can't give in
Just another struggle I must win
Eventually it'll end - for this time
I know it'll strike me again and again
Exhausted, I pound my heart in grime
The motivation I utterly have to maintain
For the harmony that I'll one day obtain
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Klarhet
Jag sliter lös min
hud; för att blotta skuggan
den döljer - såsom
solen bemantlar
sanningen, vilseleder,
fräter hornhinnan
Blekta bilder som
försvunnit, vinden tickar
Vrider sig, kväver
tankar jag inte tänker
hud; för att blotta skuggan
den döljer - såsom
solen bemantlar
sanningen, vilseleder,
fräter hornhinnan
Blekta bilder som
försvunnit, vinden tickar
Vrider sig, kväver
tankar jag inte tänker
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