The World is A Vampire, Memento Mori

Three birds on a twig The clouds are heavy As grey as his doleful eyes The wind is blowing As stormy as her quivering sighs The rocks are colliding As well as my crushing lies This tale was old, I could not keep them apart Love is stronger than death, once I was told They had trapped each other’s heart. He was just a random friend Whom I held in contempt She was heaven-sent Someone I’d fight for till the end But together they were untouchable A pair of angels I could not tempt. The leaves are rustling As violent as the thoughts in his mind The rain is purifying As holy as the seconds of her smile The earthquake is devastating As unmerciful as my arms The thunder is in flames As scorching as the bed we used to lie. I wanted to be as loved as him I needed to feel the touch of her skin There was no dispute I couldn’t win Till I found myself pining for her shattering kiss I expected her to choose me But I wa

AM/PM I must remember this incredible moment I need to remind myself that there’s still hope I’m waving goodbye to trivial torments And welcoming a reality I can certainly cope Even if death threatens me again I ought to carve these hours in my mind No restraints for happiness shall remain If I let go of all the hatred and start to be kind I dare to bathe in the purest simplicity of the calm weather And be swallowed by the comfort of the placid silence I hover above the moon while the wind carries me as a feather I kiss the stars while the thunder greets me with no violence As I stay in touch with the message of a fortunate season A joy unexpected, a gift thoroughly blessed Turns all my uncertainties in mute oblivion So I dress my soul with the felicity vest I listen to the growing beatings knocking on my chest And I allow prosperity to be my special guest Maybe it’s not too late to breathe in and breathe out in my own pace There’s m