Echoes of a Troubled Mind

Lost in the narrow mind of mine suddun feelings from day to day is all its crime wreaking me head to toe until my numb eye’s starts to cry world is a filthy place to live in that was the only thought to admire shaking my soul a bit, hoping something will happen in a

WHISPERS OF THE UNSEEN

Every day and everynightthinking about onething that can’t beseparated from thismind don’t know yet thereason behind thiscraving hard todescribe tongue speaks lesswhile heart roarsoccasionally all thetime hope is still young,but faith is runningwild and blind consciousis breaking downinto pieces swallowedby the darknessalready hiddeninside. Sometimes it’s hard to express the inner self and maybe that’s why

THE UNFORTUNATE MIND

Shadows of the night,making illusions beforemy sight heart beat is gettingnumb, maybe this soulis holding somethinga little tight conscious is spreadingwide, feels somethingaround me wantsto hide waiting crazily aroundthe corner evensometimes lust looksupon to drying hope is still young,seeking one thing inthe nothingness thatsurvives thoughts are all mightyet fading will can’t beone’s sublime. Sometimes it’s

HEART’S HIDDEN DEPTH’S

No one canunderstand what’sgoing on in someoneelse’s heart did that smileresembles happinessor some kind of painattached to them astheir own part sometimes it’s hardto see the real worldwith many unwantedflaws getting through themis a different kind ofjourney someone canlive so far pretending to bepeaceful is not agreat deal at all may be not fallingapart is

A QUITE SOUL

Desperate soul brokento the corecraving for redemptionjust wants to getwhole lost in the seas ofillusions while dream’swashed away to theunseen shore playing some quitemusic to settle myfeelings and somerandom emotionalscore yet I’m going todiscover my mad mindand how deeply it’s been torn hopefully this longjourney to the deathbrings adventure tothis hopeless quitesoul. It’s not that you

THE UNSUNG FIGHT

Fallen upon to thegroundlife beats everyonelike a punching bagwithout any sound don’t get too scaredalready by thepsychological beatingyet broken heartseriously pains a lotwithout any doubt eventually hope getsdepleted by the timefrom your mind burden is juststarted my friend,the road ahead ishard on every stepto find I know souls likeus try to stay aloneon the way

SOLITUDINAL REDEMPTION

Pain inside this heartalready screamed alot hole is still deepenough that bleedingcan’t be stoppedat all nothing looks fairthat the life we wanthas always beensome dream torecall law is like a blindwoman coveredin darkness, yet alight to hold on love is like a sweetcurse ready toslay your innocenceinto the abundanceof lust at anycost after facing allthose

UNHEARD SCREAMS

This is the case,life looks like awaste nothingaccomplished yeteyes looks forwardwhile the chin is upstraight dreaming seemsworthless to see,screamed enough novoice left to be holding my faithclose to myself likea gem in the clearsea times are seriouslydifferent, full of lustand heartless greed still hopes are upto, find peace in therealms bound tomy unconsciousdreams. May be

ONE RESTLESS SOUL

It’s been so longto see the firewithin me veins look driedalong the bones,even I can’t see facing this factthat the time is notrunning like itshould be waiting to overcomethe fear to be thenothingness drownedinto the deep darksea failed a lot yetsomething inside mewanna loose onemore time for thedefeat I still gonnasee It’s really hard to

A LOST QUITE SOUL

Desperate soulbroken to thecore craving for redemption just wants to get whole lost in the seas ofillusions while dream’swashed away to theunseen shore playing some quitemusic to settle somefeelings and theiremotional score yet gonna discoverthe mad mind andhow deeply its beentore hopefully this longjourney to the deathbrings adventure tothe quite lost soul. It’s really hard