Whispers of Vanity

Drunk on tears of steaming blood

Sunken deep under the mask of love

Carried by the winds of lust
Secretly whispered in a voice so soft

A wish of night, a wish into the night 

has left my lips shivering with delight

and asked the moon and her stars 

to let me dwell in your arms

With a dream of a kiss worth dying for

Stuck in a shitty place I abhor 

Flesh reeking poignantly from

Filthy fuckery frozen in fumes of home

Hush, little baby, don't you cry 

The world around you is a lie

And I dream of poison carved in souls

Soaked with dripping crimson thorns

Tangled in some winding spheres 

Of never-ending numb nothingness there's

A wish of night, a wish into the night

Which flies away on wings of light

Begging for the sun to never rise

Eagerly awaiting for deathly demise

Hush, little baby, don't you cry

One day you'll fly freely in the sky

Blades of pestilence and pain

Embellished with haughty disdain

Cut through frail crystal tears

Deepen every scar feeding on fears

Away from the cryptic claws of truth
Relishing the pulp of sordid fruit
Bathing in the ocean of vanity
My reaper whispers with serenity

Hush, little baby, don't you cry 

Think of the day you'll be mine 

A wish of night, a wish into the night 
has left my lips shaking with delight
and asked the moon and her stars 
to let me be consumed in your arms

Kalmah

You, pathetic little one
Hiding in your murky lair
Lost in your thoughts, so gone
With the loneliness eating away your air

Away from the whole world
Isolated in the growing dark
In a drunken haze, shivering with cold
Your hollow eyes have lost their spark

Surrounded by your four stone walls

Nothingness dwells from within

Forcing your sanity to slip
Slowly away in the screaming wind

You, pathetic little one
Stubborn child with empty eyes
In your sunproof cave, so gone
Watch how everything around you dies

With all those secrets locked inside you
You're forgotten in oblivion
No one cares about your pain anymore
You're fading among many a thorn

Voices coming from your depth
Rape your soul and move away
Your wretched old friend,
They say, has perished today

Your raven burnt to dust
Now you're all alone in that lair
There's no one whom to talk to
That deep ominous silence everywhere

You, pathetic little one
A geek hiding from the rays of sun
You still persist in hanging on
Why don't you use that gun

Listen to those hoarse luring whispers
Of your mind and pull the damn trigger
You're living in a tomb anyway
Fuck yeah, be your own slayer

Letter nr. 17

My dearest hope,

Let me start by telling you I'm sorry.
I'm sorry it's been such a long time since you crossed my mind. With all this humdrum agitation going on around I've completely forgotten about you.
I'm sorry I thought I could live without you. It seems all my efforts are just teardrops in the ocean. I can't change how things work. It's been foolish of me to try to control my own fate. Let's be honest, who does that? It's already been written. Maybe by god, maybe by you, maybe by mister No One. It doesn't really matter. It's been written. It can't be altered. Really who am I to try? I can't even take my own decisions. How could I think I'm able to follow my own path?

I'm truly sorry I've been rejecting all your kind offers of compassion and love. I realize it now how much I covet those things, how much I need you, how much brighter my life would be with you.

I hope. There you go, I said it. I hope... I hope you can find a way to forgive me for my blissful ignorance. I hope you can close your eyes to my rebellious acts and we could be best friends as we were supposed to. I'm asking you to come back to me. Let me dwell in your arms, let your sweet whispers of vanity caress my ears. Take away this tremendous amount of reality, I don't really want it anymore, I don't need it anymore, hell, I don't care about it anymore. Let me dream instead. Dream of the ocean's faint breeze on my face, of its sand tickling my bare feet, dream of warmth and pleasure, of tender touches of fingertips, of a kiss worth dying for. Only you can make me smile again by filling my head with images of a perfect tomorrow. Only you can soothe my insatiable desires. I know, maybe I'm asking you too much, but let me never see the sun again, let me slumber in eternity with you.

                                                                                                                  yours 'til the end Akasha