Living Inside My Head

Amidst the many insignificant things crowding my thoughts, there is a place I always want to go. To a land so pure and unknown to anyone, veiled from other people’s prying eyes, hidden deep beneath the chaos of my mind. This is the creation of thoughts and feelings fused together. A manifestation of something incorporeal but cursed with an endless succession of bad luck. There, the one-eyed moon stares down at every creature and the wings of passion are forever bind by the chains of agony. A pool of water forms from the tears of heaven and blood is what sprinkles the earth. The kind of world that now belongs to the distant past, inexistent, hanging in the sky, only but a reflection of something about to come.

There is a blinding light that overwhelms all emotions, and voices are faintly singing in a language I do not understand. For a moment, it is hard to close one’s eyes and I seem to forget about my troubles. There is a faint silhouette who beckons me to come closer. A warm feeling cradled my heart so intimately by merely looking at your clear piercing eyes. I thought I had already seen them in my childhood dreams or from a time in the past I can no longer remember. Still, I know that voice resembles someone else’s so well. Why am I reminded of a scenery that seems to be made up of things I can’t even see? I had thrown away so much but when I look at you I thought it was all in vain. Something is always coming back and now I can glimpse the other side of midnight. Almost sadly, the blinding light disappears with the swirl of doves. Now silence ensued as I turn my eyes to the wonderful cascades of pure will and glowing wishes. Farewell to you. Someday, for sure, you and I will meet again.

To the other side of the night sky, To the distant silver horizon, I want to become the wind That accompanies the stardust’s song. Brimming memories in the midst of bedlam, I can almost hear the faint cry Of a soul trapped in the cage of torment And although thousand days have passed, You still wander, searching, For the one place you can’t find And for an image that slowly fades. Chase after a vanishing dream with weakened knees... What is kindness? Loneliness that never ceases, Eyes that only reflect the enmity of humanity, Embracing a scarlet destiny, With hands that are blood-stained But your heart is wounded. When visions pass, or emotions arise Unfurl your wings once more To someone who care To someone you care Whoever that may be Wherever there may be