Mourning Of A New Day

Down the red mountain

Each day I have to climb,

My eyes stare at you

The perfect sky, so high.

Down the red mountain

I fear to tread,

Close to catharsis

I fall like an autumn leave

Burnt and forgotten

Rivers of fear, I know...

So far from the end

Of this divine monument.

Light has never been,

No sun revealed,

My live never was...

I am not...I see them run,

I only live by their side,

Cyclic storms in my heart

Rage and brew so deeply.

I hate myself so much,

The worst is my pleasure,

I never dream,

Nightmares as my only friends

They surround me,

I am nothing...

I do not deserve to live

My mask won't hide me no more

Life appears to me just like nothing,

Nothing else but an epitaph

Unread by all.

And I drown in this void...

Each day, a new pain

Each day a new death.

The only way to preserve my creation

Is eradication, in a sigh ...

No blasphemy, no heaven in sight

Nothingness as a picture of my desires

That I will never, never paint.

The blood that feeds my life

Is not my own

My anemia is the sign,

I sink...

Down the red mountain

I fear to tread,

Close to catharsis

I fall like a dead leave