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Heart

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Para sonhadores solitários, desejos jamais serão realizados. E para esta mente raivosa, e este corpo dolorido, jamais haverão esperança. E tal como as flores que desabrocham ao luar, a serenidade encontra-se apenas em sonhos de morte. E a tua voz esmagada no abafar das minhas aflições ainda espalha o seu perfume. E o quão corrompido e mentiroso eu sou, para apenas destroçar esta ilusão que tento negar. Se ao cair do luar a minha última partida fosse contigo, talvez essa viesse a ser a minha salvação. img: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/81153188

The Devil's Poetry

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Blowing up the pain, I'll drown this unreasonable way of living. For someone like me, happiness is not worthy. But still, to go on breathing, that's enough, isn't it? I'm not the devil, but if I were to be crushed,   there would still be hope for me. And if I were to die, would it be okay? To face such concept is not that easy. Loving and keeping on wishing for it is such a vulgar and hollow dream. It's outrageous how fake and oblivious they are, they don't love at all, all they do is lying. But then, why does healing a shallow wound take so much suffering? Although if I were to be forcefully ostracized, there would still be hope for me.   And before I realized that, it was carved into my mind. And could I ever be saved? Could this hateful heart ever be brought to light one day? Artwork: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/55083464

Funeral

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There is no salvation, no hope, no love. We are all degenerates struggling to find light. Everything was meant to fall long ago. My struggle is to find the truth and shout out my voice. But oh dear, would you stay despite knowing we are all alone and love is shallow? Would you leave me in order to pursue something greater and meaningful? These wounds won't heal, my anger is unbearable, I want my cold heart to find its soil. We are all dead, but within our decay there is some beauty, some grace and mercy. We proliferate all blind and spread our poison. Everything is thoughtless we can't count on anyone. But oh dear, even if death kissed me, would our romance drown together, swirling down in the pits of lament? img: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/31939288