**I tell, no truths and speak, no lies**
The expression of everything,
The expression of nothing.
In every heart there is regrets.
There is no angels or demons by my~side.
Expression of all.
Expression of none.
I am afraid of my fears.
I am broken
I miss me too.
I am broken
I am missing you...
There is, in every heart there is regrets.
The deepest thoughts of fear.
Those are the thoughts I've came to see.
I am weak and I am tired.
I am afraid of what I can see.
I am broken
I miss myself too.
I am broken
I am missing you...
The soothing words of wind blows across me.
Seeing everything becoming nothing.
Nothing is the words, nothing is the meaning we all share.
Peace to my soul peace to my mind.
I am not afraid of what I'm going to see.
I am one, I am all.
Capture the moment capture the time.
The summer is here, the changing seasons just a blink of a moment away.
The soothing words of wind blowing across me.
The expression of thoughts.
The expression of everything.
The expression of nothing.
~DeKn~DeT~
Shit, man.You need to get laid or a blowjob :0 .!.
ReplyDeleteDeKn,
ReplyDeleteCheck out Nowhere, DarkStar & JediTheOne for several new & interesting posts. One post is like a NEMESIS style. Take care
-DarkStar888
Thanks Solid Snake for the comment. I've, and it is great... Thanks for asking.
ReplyDelete~DeKn~
You are welcome.
ReplyDeleteI'm always happy to be able to reach out to my fellow blog readers with my post.
ReplyDeleteThank you all, and without you I wouldn't be here..., Wait..., I would, because I think that I am, there~fore I am what I think. Nothing was ever here because we were always here.
~DeKn~
P.s. It brings me joy to know my writing has a little part to play in the big picture.
ReplyDeleteIn Flanders Fields
ReplyDeleteBy: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)Canadian Army.
IN FLANDERS FIELDS the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
THE TORCH; be yours to HOLD IT HIGH.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
-DarkStar-
Where be you all? Quiet on the Elite front. :)
ReplyDeleteWe be all on vacation a break from reality just for a brief moment of life. Will be back soon. Still having too much fun time to enjoy the joys of the sun.
ReplyDelete~DeKn:OnVacation~