Wartime Child.

Through my window,
A piece of world, which I can see
Graves are all that surrounds me,
It's about time now,
The whole world to know me.
I am a wartime child..

A creation,
Content of Brutal Aggresion
Living an Imitation..
Impaired,
Manifested,
Violated,
I am a wartime child

Through my window,
A piece of world, which I can see
Graves are all that surrounds me,
It's about time now,
The whole world to fear me..
Fear Me, because I am a wartime child

Admittance

Running to stand still

Like a stray dog, Will I always end up in strange lonely corners seeking for the cure of the insecureness built up deep within me? Will I always keep on running, trying to fool myself? A reckless person as I, Guess I don't even deserve a few smiles in my face.
Anyways, am trying to buy myself a few moments of rest, Hope I can gather some energy for a longer run.

You, me and silence

Spare Me,
Spare My Soul from these lonliness
Spare My thoughts from these wilderness
Spare My heart from these hollowness

Break it,
Break it, before it breaks me,
For, there ain't anything that can tame my wild thoughts from wandering
Not a single step close to yours tho'
If only you could feel,
If only you could see,
How this awkwardness is suffocating me,
How this impatience is killing me

Anything, Anything
Guide me a path to an escape
Spare Me..

Waving farewell to year 2007 and spreading arms, welcoming year 2008