Yearns for bloodshed and hate
*
Forever wanting the fight
as water forever wants the sea.
Trusts no-one but his own.
He walks through alone.
Wearing masks
behind which no-one will know
who lies.
*
A lost love did this to me.
I have become twisted and arrogant
I trust nothing and no-one.
Don’t trust even my own eyes.
Not even my own feelings.
I will feel something, anything
enjoy it for a moment
then cooly drown it
like I would a baby in a bath.
*
I live only for myself.
Enjoy.