End it all – K.B

End it all
**********

I

End up the profound
Loneliness.
Looking for a fix,
Looking for a fuck.
Want to get laid
To lay,just to lay
In a perfumed
Place .
I have no one
To sing for,
Only the cold,
The cold.

No invitation
To hold arms,
To take care,
To cry for
Embrace
Besides
The clutch
Of the wind.

The clutch
Of the elements,
The constant
Torture
Of the mind
Without resolve.

Power
In a powder
Room,
No, thanks.

No, i ain’t
In love.
I’m in and
Out,
15 min
Max.

Losing myself
In the music
To forget
Everything
From the
Start to the
End.

My life was never
Mine,
My life was never
Mine .

Always in service.
Never in and out
Of love,
There comes
A melody ;
Something
Eternal

But symphonies
Don’t feed,
Symphonies
Don’t feed.

There, I feel
The cuff
The infinite
Violence
Of the world.

It Pierces
Me Through.
I’ll have to make
A tattoo
Sayin’ :
« Don’t save
My ass
If you find
Me lying
Unconscious
On the highway.

That’s it .

Sorrow
Abounds,
Gates to hell
Are always
Open while
Paradise
Is never
Welcoming
And is temporary.

Black and white,
The picture
Gets a new
Style,
Some urban
Vibe
To swallow
And regurgitate
All the horrors
Of the world.

Ain’t no work,
Ain’t no work

For the disabled
While a deeper
Misery is still
In hold
Of the dearest
Of all treasures :
My family,
My home.

Nothing’s
The same
Again,

Wish I could
Jump back
Wish I could
Jump back

To the careless
And sunny days….
*************

II
There comes
The jealous
God,

A yellow flower
In the hand.

-But, you are
Not interested
In me, complains he.

You don’t pray.

-Not anymore.

The kingdom
Of earth is mine.

He keeps on
Stuttering,

-You are the
Only one
Left,

You reached
For the truth
Sooner than
Anyone.

-What truth,
Says I?

-The deepest
Secret of Creation,
He answers.

-Yeah,
But look at the
Way
You rewarded me.
You sent me
In the gutter.

-No, its was
Mankind’s
Doing
And the evil
Djinns
They have
Free choice,
You know,
And they are
Responsible
For their actions.

-Well ,not me.

-Yes, not you.

-Why all the mess?

-Because you
Were chosen
To carry the light

The only and true one.

-Stop, it’s too much.
You know why.
You haven’t protected
Me like you should have.

You are terrifying. I seek
Comfort and rest. And
Peace.

Why are you so distant?

I don’t like your charm
Offensive.

Love taught me about
Free choice,
Not oppression
Like you do.
I wanna be free.
I wanna tend
To my personal
Satisfaction.
I’m late.
I have to go.

The apeased God
Turns away.
I hope he isn’t jealous
Anymore.
I hope next time
He comes at my
Door with red
Flowers.

Like all lovers,
He needs attention.
He wants to be pleased.

But I won’t give him
That,
Not for now.

I have to keep
My head on
My shoulders
First.

Come back
Later,
Is my last
Message.

Ah, love.
Hate,
Jealousy.

Sad and
Crazy little
Thing.

 

 

K.B

 
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