One Day...

One day you wake up,
And find yourself amidst an ocean of tears.
Your eyes are sore and your head hurts,
Starts to burst,
Like you haven't slept for a million years.

You open your eyes,
And there's only a picture you find,
A picture that your dream left behind.

Unsurprised, you walk upright,
Grab that picture and live it,
Right through the day.

An amputated dream now rests in your head,
After long waking hours,
Some of it alive and some unborn.

You fail again to see the night sky,
And search for your star.
In the end of it all,
You just wrap your things with your tears,
And tuck them away,
Safely under your pillow...

Vendetta...

Vengeance, vengeance,
My sweetest revenge.
Her pain and tears
I have to avenge.

The night was savage,
A mild perfume.
The smell of blood
And ashes exhumed.

Burnt was the village,
People were pillaged.
No one was spared,
So i dared.

There near the totem,
She cried and cried.
And asked for vengeance,
before she died.

Even though I loved her,
After she was no more.
And though I loved her,
Far from before.

As she died,
In my arms,
She found her place,
Among my scars.

From anger and regret,
As i roared,
Vendetta, vendetta,
My fist closed.

I have come for you thus,
My friend, I regret.
But her tears and cries,
I cannot forget.

My heart has twisted,
Twisted in ways you cannot see.
But the way it is,
I cannot let it be.
And with you still alive,
My soul will not be free.

The course of action,
Hence is this alone.
To take your life,
In my truest tone.