26 Curse

He stares longingly at the girl.
Heart full of desire,
Eyes full of sorrow.

Something which he wants but cannot have.
A feeling which he is familiar with.
A suffering that is inescapable.
For he is one that cannot be loved.

A sinner,
One who has committed blasphemy.
Now pays his price,
A curse by god.

"You look down on my love, you dismiss their feelings just because you have lost yours. I will not stand for this utter challenge of pride. Continue to suffer as you have done, and this suffering will never be relieved as long as I have my pride."

The pride of god, utterly strong. Burning through any sea of despair, Lighting any corner of darkness. Something which the pride of the devil cannot surmount to.

Saying those words that will convey my feelings, will cause naught but hurt. Naught but pain. Naught but sorrow. For the answer will always be the same. This feeling cannot be reciprocated. For it is God's curse.

25 Obsessions

Alone and dark,
In a forest evading moonlight.
Uneven footsteps pound against the earth,
Running, Chasing after the one that left it.

No matter how far,
No matter how fast,
It will follow.
For it desires so.

Always there,
But cannot be found.
Something so obvious,
So obviously hidden.

It cannot make itself known,
For it is the shadows.
It cannot be noticed,
Or it will fade.

To pursuit something,
In its entirety.

To chase after,
Yet to remain clear.

It is my obsession.

Something which I want,
But something I know I cannot have.
For pain and hurt would be all that comes of it.
Pain and hurt that would not heal.

I can bear my pain.
If only I could bear the pain that I cause others

24 Sinner

There is no pain greater,
No wound deeper.

There is no suffering,
Which outwieghs this feeling.

Pain makes you alive,
Pain defines my life.

I suffer alone,
Cause I don't fear.
My sins I can't atone,
My eyes don't shed a tear.

I cannot atone for a sin I cannot commit. I can't commit a sin that I will atone for. That is why I am a sinner.

23 Oppositions

I question life, I question death.
I emerge through strife, and condemned health.

I detest the world, that I see through my eyes.
The events that unfurled, and all those lies.

Pain, Suffering.
For want of gain, The art of destroying.

Plus, Minus.
Contradicting pulse, Conflicting verse.

A life which shouldn't exist, A soul amiss.
One who is shrouded in mist, Is never truly in bliss.

22 Words

Let there be hate,
Let there be despair.

May the world know suffering,
and the burden it bears.

Hate

Body and Soul

21 Lost Emotions

It was that time when I was looking down,

When I was looking at a familar torso,

A familiar hand.

That gentle rythm,

The soft jiggle,

I went into a fit of giggles.

A shining star,

Is meant to be looked from afar.

A deathly figure,

Has no cure.

Up into the sky

A wingless demon would fly

Just to fall back down

There are limits and restrictions.

Forbidden emotions.

It is but a just punishment.

A decision by the higher judgement.

Eyes that have no light,

Soul that has no sound.

Heart that has no might,

A king without a crown.

Emotions can be lost, they can be suppressed.

Feelings can be forgotten, proved to be redundant.

The laments of a devil,

The cries of an angel.

The laughter of God,

The shrieks of a demon.

An arm outstretched towards the sky,

Falling, lost its ability to fly.

Eyes that close in despair,

As the soul cries in despair.

20 Subtitle

In a competition where there are no winners, In a competition where there are no losers.
Would the outcome matter at all?
Who cares about some silly award. What does that award mean.

There are some things better left unsaid and I believe this is one of them.
To look down on the effort others put in, to say that what they have done thus far is useless...
Even if it is true, I will not say it.

Someone who has put in their best effort and fought to their bitter end...

There is no way I would crush their pride

I cannot cry. That's a fact. Even though there are some things happening that are tear inspiring, I cannot cry.
Proud men should not cry. They know how to take everything in stride and keep the bitterness inside.

There was a post about pride. It might be contrary to popular belief but popular belief may be wrong.
To the people out there whom I feel for.

Be strong
Be Firm

Be proud of what you have achieved if you have deserved it.

If you know you deserved better, then you should be proud that you have so many people who believe in you...