St. Fake

Come to realized I no longer Live.
Euphoria had fade because the Laughter and Smiles are unreal.
Saints and Jesus lost because all of them are Fraud.
Poetry had gone meaningless no Words are right.
Loud Music become Silent - unheard, I'm deaf.
No Friends in sight for my only one let go.
No life to live for I only had Lived in the shadows of my Ghost.. .

- Dax -

Fake my way up

I guarded myself my whole life
afraid to feel again the misery of the past
Haunted times - Blood, screams and Nightmares
Fake my way up just to survive
to say I'm alright I smile and Laugh
Living in shadows
streaming with the flow
yet my soul is burning slow.

Still at lost so blurred and distance
Dying every second of time
Hating what's left from the inside
In search yet stack deep down this void
Trying to escape - trying to breath

Blank in an oblivion of nowhere
Trying to create something just to say I exist
yet I know - I'm sure
I'm fake, I'm dead, I'm nothing

- Dax -

Got it from Harvey

The Darkness had never been part of his Fears
Instead, he favored Lurking in the Dark
for it convents the Imperfection, self-pity long had brought Him.
in the dark everything seems - no everything is perfect.

He has Friends in the light thou,
but He knew what lies behind the Mask they wear.
In every laughter, in every Smile
he knew that they Hated him-
they Hated his very Existence.. .
They laughed at him about he was different,
but He laughed back at them because they are all the same

In the end, He was left alone in the Dark.
I wanted to help Him,
but he never shed a Tear every time he cuts his own wrist
I wanted to help, but i couldn’t
- i was too in the dark after all.. .

- Dax -

Opposing Views

Stumbled in a time of deep depression
a tear in your eyes of past creation.
You distance yourself to forget your past,
first connection of you and me manipulated by our own situation.
You neared me insearch of Hope,
I accepted you to create my own redemption.
Glad we are in this quite time being
forsaken everyone insearch of our own Happy ending.
I thought you have fallen, yet I have fallen.
I thought you have seen what I have seen.
My thoughts are you obsess and above.
Our thoughts are the same, my thoughts are dreams.
And now comes the day - the time of truth
that this connections are of different views.
First connection of us I thought was true,
yet it is true, but not as what I thought it would be true.
I might have had just imagine this,
for both of us is insearch of Hope.
It just so happen my interpretation was wrong,
for your hope is to return - mine is to moved-on.

- Dax -