Hold Me
Caos Emotivo
Hold Me
parole di asillauna
Cries and pleas;
Hear my broken please;
Sobs and tears;
But nobody hears.
Screams of pain;
Life is vain.
- -
I was staring at myself in the pristine vastness of water.
I saw a poor girl. Her eyes glowed with pain.
Her pale, creamy complexion was drenched in blood - the blood of pain.
I saw her. She was in turmoil. Her white satin gown was soaked in blood -the blood of a sorrowful woman.
I saw her. She was looking right back at me, asking my aid.
She was seeking to take my hand in hers.
But I was frightened - I tripped and sobbed.
I could only hear her cry. All I could hear was her voice.
She was waiting for help.
I awoke. It had all been a dream, a spine-chilling one.
- -
Life was always like this;
It will never remain as it is;
Life will always be cruel;
It is not that well.
The world is round;
People always wander around;
Pain and suffering is evident;
Always curious and imprudent.
War and crimes;
The world is out of time;
Where it is hell and shitty;
As it lost its humanity.
- -
I pause from gazing, concluded, and come to a halt.
I also wish to cease to exist.
Why would I still abide by living? If all I could hear was reality's cruel howling.
Reality.
It's judgment, punishment, and blasphemy.
- -
Human is smart;
Their intellect is an art;
The beating of the heart;
The excitement of wanting to hurt.
How could humans be smart?
Is it still art?
The bleeding of the heart;
As it is cut and hurt.
- -
I saw a girl. Inside, she was drenched in blood and deeply scarred.
I saw a girl. Tears had soiled her face - she was distraught.
I saw a girl. It was me.
I saw a girl. She was unwell.
I saw her. It was me.
I saw her. A pair of hazy orbs were staring right through my soul. She was smiling in front of a mirror. Weeping, perishing and, in pain.
I saw her. She was all set to take her entity with her.
As she pierced her heart, I was gazing at her. She was moaning over her loss. She'd lost count of herself.
She had lost her heart.
I saw her. And, I did nothing.
And then I awoke. It had been a dream, a horrific nightmare.
I looked at myself, drenched with sweat.
I saw myself and took action.
I went for help and held myself.