Dead Boy's Poem
Born from silence, silence full of it
A perfect concert my best friend
So much to live for, so much to die for;
If only my heart had a home
Sing what you can't say,
forget what you can't play
Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes
Walk within my poetry, this dying music
- My love-letter to nobody
Never sigh for better world,
It's already composed, played and told
Every thought the music I write,
Everything a wish for the night
Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin;
Died for the beauty the one in the garden
Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom;
Failed in becoming a god
Never sigh...
“If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it;
remember only the verse, song-maker's cry the one without tears
for I've given this its strength and it has become my only strength.
Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality
where being wanted became a thrill I never knew.
The sweet piano writing down my life”
“Teach me passion for I fear it's gone;
Show me love, hold the lorn.
So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me
I'm sorry.
Time will tell (this bitter farewell)
I live no more to shame nor me nor you.
And you... I wish I didn't feel for you anymore...”
A lonely soul... An ocean soul
