The Book of Sirena

the darkness is nothing to fear.it is only what lives behind the shadowsyou don’t want near. the darkness works as a cloak.it can hide what needs to be protectedor hides the wicked behind smoke. to trust darkness would be unwise, but to be alarmed by it will have youbelieving its disguise. darkness can be either…

as i am fixed amongst the stars,i am ruined by the feeling of searing pain. i don’t burn bright like all the other stars;nothing like the other constellations formed endlesslyacross space. i burn tirelessly in grief and am aflame with eternal rage. ever withholding from an all-consuming combustion,i violently blaze through the infinite void. i…

the mind cannot make upwhat’s in front of its eyes. a thick fog allowsfor a harrowing disguise. a road peaks through;to trek would be unwise. one path becomes two,steering each to a nameless surprise. should one stop and turn back?to delay the moment of an undue demise? or will curiosity win?proving that it is life’s…

i keep going down the lineof excuses.don’t look me in my eyes,cus you’ll know i’m lyingwhen i say,that none of this is worth it. i don’t know how to be honest.but i know how to lieabout what i feel inside,just please- don’t tell me that you notice. i knew from the startthat i was gonna…

one day i’ll be able to articulate justhow far and deepthe well of my spirit travels. as i take the time to swim through theguarded tunnel,the deep funk of inner turmoilfills the space inside. i have never understood why the essenceof my spiritloves to feel, to knowso intensely. for every joyful momentis always followedby heartbreak.…

all the motions feel too fast,thoughts are forever fleeting. conversations don’t seem to last,there is not much real feeling. the body working just like a machine,drifting through autopilot. how hard it is to remain present,to be numb makes it easier to fight it. an intense longing to understand,to know the meaning of it all. looking…

every day, i’m heading closer;life forcing me to push my own heavy boulder.stuck in an endless loop like sisyphus;feeling tortured on this earthly abyss. i did not expect for life to be like this. Sirena

the fool just stands alone,not knowing where to go,as the voicethat once was home,is now the void. “nothing left to do but find,a new life to take as mine,”as the love they once designedburned before their eyes. no space left,a vacuumed heart.an insatiable love so dark.they grab the pen,to start again,with ink so redbleeding as…

the world’s not different. it’s all just the same. good versus evil, beauty and the pain. listen to the heart; weary is the soul. where does one go, just to feel safe and flow?  the sun feels farther, it’s warmth just a dream. the coolness of life, was this meant for me? was this meant for us, this question of worthiness? a purpose of broken dreams.  when does…

i think of how i want to lovehow God loves,and feel the constant need to knowhow God knows. i think of what it would mean to be the giver of justice,to be the most merciful,and the most forgiving. but, God is not so kind. i think of how God is also the ultimate punisher,a destroyer,the…

i’m looking for a place to run away. looking for a place to ease my mind. don’t understand life and i don’t want to, ever searching for the quiet.  dreaming of stars so far away. living life stuck in yesterday. love is great but, it’s not the same. solitude is what i crave.  where am i heading? where am i going? i just want to…

winter is close,watching the leaves fall,the tree stands tall.bracing the cold,with no one to hold, butit doesn’t feel lonely.it doesn’t feel alone. lying in the snow,descending into madness,detachment’s all i know.with no where to go,nobody to hold, butit doesn’t feel lonely.i don’t feel alone. longing for release,the beauty’s in the silence,the only form of peace.the…