How long will I be like this,
A hyposchizomaniac with no core?
Forever may not be enough.
How long until I get sick of my games,
The vices that consumed me since my childhood?
Maybe now, I’m gagging at the moment.
How many lies could I take in?
My soul is worn out from the stress.
I am already fed up, that’s why I’m slowly dying.
I’ve been time’s slave!
The realization was another one of its devilish tricks.
I’m impatiently waiting for the tides to swell,
So that the waves will consume me.
To be lost in the past…
To sleep in the present…
To be forgotten in the future…
Hope you had you’re fun,
Because I’ve had it! I’m finished…
- Rasui Akira
written on January 9, 2006 – 05:08 PM
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