My poem about life

[andriek]

Mud Pits

~We are in the pits, we live constantly digging for our own piece of gold.
~Like beast we fight, without civility we disembowel each other for aid to happiness.
~Our minds warped, our claw equipped, our wills bloodthirsty.
~Feuds, wars, Genocide: the masses writhe with delight.
~For we are all damned, and we still combat.


Das Leben auf Erden ist ein gemeiner Krieg; wir spielen; wir Kämpfen; wir setzen alles auf Sieg; Hurra - wir leben noch; Wer hätte das gedacht...

[andriek]

I thought I do another one too. I just feel like this at the current moment.


Cold Life
~The blizzard surrounds me, fog blinds me from my path forward;
~Images are cast in the heavy obscuring snow, playing with my mind;
~Unsure if they are images of the future or wild hallucination, brought in by insanity;
~Forward I press on, shivering

~Am I doomed to shovel and shamble forward under direct delusion of paradise ahead?
~Is there light in my world?
~Or has my eyes gone blind long ago?
~Where is the love I set out for?
~Have I found it by my angel, or is there even one near me?

~Have I fallen, still in a hell of Ice and Snow?
~Have my mind invented the light and parting of the clouds that subdues the torture
~Or has my remnants failed long ago and I missed my heaven
~Doomed to stay in this frostlands of eternal snow fog
~To have my mind untouched and doomed to see better images that will never be



Das Leben auf Erden ist ein gemeiner Krieg; wir spielen; wir Kämpfen; wir setzen alles auf Sieg; Hurra - wir leben noch; Wer hätte das gedacht...