the asthenia

[an excerpt from the drean chapters]

it crashes down, all around…
questioning crystal clear…
broken glass, mirrored fate…
questioning, blurred by fear…

shall the martyr rise
never, fated to die
shall i hold on
let go?

future, an isle in the horizon
shall waves bring me there
or shall i swim?
fear paralyzes me…

for what good is a man
when he gains the whole world
and loses
his soul?

i wont let her slip away
i wont let my words be bastardized…
my heart shall rise
my music shall transcend…

we never choose friendship
its the other way around…
we choose opportunities
not the other way around…

we choose our fate
not the other way around…
we never choose love
we strive for it…

dear…
dear…
dear……

i know that this world makes no space for compensation…
it’s all about the self..