Loneliness,
but still
so many people
around you.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want
them to see you.
Wrapped kwa fear
wewe can not escape.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
Your thoughts
are the only thing
wewe can hear
clearly,
maswali everywhere,
wewe don't want
to be there.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
Life
still holds you,
but wewe feel dead.
Prayer!
Is it all
that is left?
It soothes you,
that moment
of silence.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
Frozen tears,
soul filled of toss,
darkness stains
your mind,
makes wewe go insane.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
but still
so many people
around you.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want
them to see you.
Wrapped kwa fear
wewe can not escape.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
Your thoughts
are the only thing
wewe can hear
clearly,
maswali everywhere,
wewe don't want
to be there.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
Life
still holds you,
but wewe feel dead.
Prayer!
Is it all
that is left?
It soothes you,
that moment
of silence.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
Frozen tears,
soul filled of toss,
darkness stains
your mind,
makes wewe go insane.
wewe hide,
wewe run,
wewe don't want them
to see you.
By Alucard Steiner
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The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's mashua made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads wewe to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling wewe deeper in.
The end of wewe life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
wewe wish for safety, but wewe meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings wewe to your knees.
wewe desire to run, but wewe can never flee.
The mashua floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
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The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's mashua made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads wewe to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling wewe deeper in.
The end of wewe life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
wewe wish for safety, but wewe meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings wewe to your knees.
wewe desire to run, but wewe can never flee.
The mashua floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
I lie awake thinking.
Where is the better tomorrow?
Why do we always find it at an instant too late?
How is it that the earth can misjudge it's caretaker's so carelessly?
Due to days like this, I can see now why Pandora shut the box.
It's a macabre assult we have just trying to live through one day.
Every saa is as excrutiating as the second.
All of the dances, composed kwa life and death, are filled with taunting, torturous reminders of what is yet to come.
We can't all catch a lucky break, we can only grin and kubeba it.
There is a black wingu which coveres the already shrouded eyes of our madness.
Will I be able to see that tomorrow when all hope is gone and no one will hold out a hand for me?
Penetrates
At the core
Of my wounded heart,
Swallowing
These tears
Of my uchungu, chungu decline.
I reach to touch
Your atrocity
Once again,
Feeding this nameless fear
That pervade my weakened body;
Elaborating agitation
As intense as
Masochistic orgasm;
Pulling me down
Into my deepest despair,
With those eyes of pure lust
wewe make me kneel
Before ominous desires of thine,
Lurking this prey
Before your very eyes,
Penetrating
As gentle as
Incoming dawn;
Burning at my torrid skin,
wewe would upendo to
Tear me open,
Leaving me down
With my bleeding heart,
wewe walk away
For aye vile.
This is a poem that i wrote. I was bored and tired of being treated different just 'cause i like being myself and not someone else. Anyways heres it is:
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because wewe don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what wewe call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because wewe don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what wewe call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
Sooner au later I’ll die n leave u alone
I never thought m nt ur frnd m jst a trash
A material 4 u 2 play n throw away
M just a pet whm u kick bt still it licks
i never knew m jst a doll 2 play wid emotions
u promised 2 protect me bt now m afraid of u
my hands shiver whn I type 2 text u
coz m afraid of ur rply
m afraid my hrt woud brk again coz I knw its fragile
I feel sry 4 those tears wich cme 4m my pierced hrt whn u spoke harsh
They fell 4 wrong thing
Thx for nt being cls 2 me au else I’d hv cried hard
Lyk whn lastri died n whn jerelyn died
I didn’ want 2 b ms attitude 2 u
Wasn’ it lyk taming of shru
I promise u lastri I promise u jer inayofuata tym I won’t cry
Jst cumin 2 ya guyzno longer I wish 2 lv I jst wanna die
Tc, hope we’ll meet again au else gud bye..:(
wewe go through life
Trying to succeed
Trying to fit in
Trying to be happy
Trying with all your moyo to get someone to upendo you
But this onyesha you’re putting up
This façade you’re keeping
It’s all a game
When I look at the world
I see the hunger, the poverty
The war, and the violence
Within it all
It’s hard to find the good
All what brings us joy
But then I look at the people
Who spend they’re lives
Attempting to change the world
Make it better
See all the things that life has to offer
A nyota in the middle of a black whole
It’s at that time that I think
Maybe life is worth living
If wewe stay true to yourself
And all wewe believe in
Sure it can be hell
But you’ve got to push through
Maybe happiness isn’t all it’s told to be
But wewe need to keep moving forward
So didn’t give up
And neither will I
And maybe, just maybe
We’ll all see our lives
As a life worth living
Trying to succeed
Trying to fit in
Trying to be happy
Trying with all your moyo to get someone to upendo you
But this onyesha you’re putting up
This façade you’re keeping
It’s all a game
When I look at the world
I see the hunger, the poverty
The war, and the violence
Within it all
It’s hard to find the good
All what brings us joy
But then I look at the people
Who spend they’re lives
Attempting to change the world
Make it better
See all the things that life has to offer
A nyota in the middle of a black whole
It’s at that time that I think
Maybe life is worth living
If wewe stay true to yourself
And all wewe believe in
Sure it can be hell
But you’ve got to push through
Maybe happiness isn’t all it’s told to be
But wewe need to keep moving forward
So didn’t give up
And neither will I
And maybe, just maybe
We’ll all see our lives
As a life worth living