Pitiful Vase
ever silent are solitary flowers, fighting back tears and the settling dew
and as they succumb we smile in the most benevolent of intentions are truly joyful for the weeping
- --| Kyros |-- wasn't missed at 12:08 PM
Saturday, January 02, 2010
Ghosts of the Past
My Child,
I had no idea it would be I who would take your place. And as much as I watched from afar I gave you none other than my company, While for me gave you my life.
Now my paths wind, and on my walks my soul sees your sorrows. They return to me from your restbed.
Oh, how I have forgotten.
This world, was for you too vulgar, too cruel, and you were just a child. And oh, but how it angers me still to hear your tale to tread the cold, stone path that leads to your tree.
And to know that I did nothing to stop the blade. I was silent. And now I speak, when you can no longer hear. When I can no longer find you.
And I am in regret.
Perhaps you knew, the Strong One tasked upon me the keeping of your final bed? The watering of the tree that was to guide you to the ends of your path? The day he returned home, he left me your key And its metal remains, but its markings worn And I forgot.
And I realise, this pain of yours that I feel, really is mine.
This day I shall brush the greyish marble that guards you I shall care for the tree that stands over you I shall dress your hands with garlands and your head with leaves and blow the dust off the pots surrounding you
By Deus, may I never forget again.
Be safe, my child, wherever you may be, Mao Ler
There's nothing good in this mourning Don't want to let you go
You have always liked this place It now belongs to you I need to set you free, and go on alone
The kindest heart I've found I lowered into the ground Your smile kept me alive back when the skies were still
-
have i learnt what must be learnt, done what must be done?
deus, may I let go
- --| Kyros |-- wasn't missed at 1:01 PM
darkness.for.words
clipped.wings
Felix Kyros Ang Mao Ler
Banished for 17 years now
Left the Shimmering Lights Behind
Dark Angel
Twelth, of Twelth
Suffering the curse of humanity
Lust for blood
deep.desires 1. Human Rejection
2. Time
3. Freedom
4. To Leave this Cursed Land
5. My Soul
6. My Sanity (I Got This Back)
7. Of Wisdom and Lightworks
heart.felt Lacuna Coil
Within Temptation
Evanescence
Nightwish
Elfen Lied
Epica
Death
Sorrow
Darkness
The Moon
Blood
last.words i still love you. i always have. i was banished from the light, to get caught in the middle. punished with insanity. death out of my grasp.
you never existed to care for me. you existed for me to care. and when i cried, nobody came. nobody alive. humanity is dead.
new humanity was recreated. and you punished me by making me part of it. i still cry. still nobody comes. nobody comes. nobody ever came.
and still i scream, torn apart in the battle in my own mind. the battle of two, the battle of three. nobody comes to help me, for i wish no human help.
what could humanity do but rip me further? locked in rotting flesh. destined to be punished. because of you. you who lies. you who never lived, and you who will never die.
over. ended.
all silent as the ticks of the halted hands.
i turn. i see.
the dances of grey havens, over the earth so cold
and sit, in the cries of a motherless child.
