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Like a shotgun to the head
Into an abyss so dead
Out of control in pain
In a perpetual rain
Parasitic claws from the past
Within a mind now aghast
Glowing dark and distant
A state of stillness constant
The pathless way ahead
So soulless and dead
Pacing forth quickly
Terminated so sickly
Now and forever
Till the end
Mistress Death and Father Life
In tales as old as time itself
It is said that ever so often
These beings of emotion give birth to a child
A child of Pain
A Prince of Pain
The Prince of Pain
Mistress Death’s Herald, the black-clad
Reaper with a scythe on Pain’s left,
And Father Life’s bright white light
On his right
The young child experiences both
Life and Death simultaneously
With the being on his left
Waiting to bestow upon him
The final kiss of death
A final kiss
The final kiss
And the light on his right
Asking him to
That was once given to him
A child who feels
Both Death and Life
A child who floats
Perpetually caught in the throes of duality
Today I decided to kill the other me. It hurts. The other me is the real me. I sometimes think to myself – How many of me reside within this one existence? The answer comes easily enough. There are two distinct me’s inside of me. One, my true self. Childlike, naive and innocent. A 6 year old kid with dreams of changing the world for the better. A kid who never grew up.Refusing stubbornly to not let himself get corrupted by the ways of this world and the people it hosts.
The second one, an image I’ve developed for myself over the past year and a half to help give some amount of truth to the people who’ve spoken ill about me without knowing me at all. It’s easier to build a bad reputation for myself and live upto the title of -an alcoholic, an addict and the worst human being on this planet. I realized my true self has no place in a world such as this.
I sometimes wish that I wasn’t existing in the first place. Then I wouldn’t feel this endless pain. “Nice guys always finish last” – There is a certain amount of truth to that saying. Being my true self has yielded nothing but pain and misery for me. I just got spit on, stepped on, pissed on, fucked with and pointed at and judged by people who don’t even know me. I need to kill my true self for I fear that if I don’t, my whole life will just be a free fall into a bottomless pit. An endless fall into the arms of sorrow and sadness. An embrace towards constant depression. Things I want to really say to a person I love and value usually get lost in transition. I need my fake facade to survive. I need my addictions to keep myself numb, sane and painless. But, if I kill my true self, then my whole life from this point on will just be a lie. Is it worth it? Is the constant pain going to end when I do this? Or will it just amplify my negative emotions to new heights? What sort of a life is this going to yield for me? A quicker pace towards death is the answer. And that I feel, is fine with me.
I’ve killed my true self today. I’ve silenced the kid with the raw innocent emotions. The kid who wants to change the world. And the way forward from here on will just be a fake facade in an empty vessel. Hoping for peace in death and dredging through this life one day at a time. Listening to the instincts of my true self only when i’m vulnerable and it is absolutely crucial.
Tell me now, my dearest and oldest friends Pain and Death, when will you set me free from your tortured realm?
When will you let this little kid be?
My first book ‘Naked Mind’ is now available via Amazon Kindle! 🙂
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The far more aesthetic paperbacks will be made available in a few months!
Seven years of writing, four years of taking it seriously and trying finish the book, one year of losing all hope and giving up on it only to be led back into writing two years ago by a good friend of mine. The path has been long.
This book is dedicated to a mentor, a close friend and a rock ‘n roll elder brother figure of mine who ceased to be one among the living four years ago. How I wish I could’ve taken the time to notice what he was going through and help him out of his misery instead of being too power-drunk with the local fame I was gaining as a musician at the time. Having noticed that something was amiss all too late, there’s not a single day that goes by where I wish I could turn back time and help him out of his addiction and change things. In one of our final conversations the young man told me that my mind had the potential to change the way people perceived everything around them, said I had a mind capable of changing the world for the better through my music and writing.
This book is also dedicated to my late pup Leo who was taken away from us all too soon in a freak accident. Those harrowing years would have been tough to bear without his presence.
Having finished my first book now, it’s time to start working on my first album as a solo guitarist through Bright. A release for a single has been planned out, following which the shooting for my first official music video will commence. No rest for the living! After all, there once lived a soul who believed that I could change the world. I can rest when I’m dead! Thank you for your time!Have a great day! 🙂
“I have drunk the yearning,
Swallowed the flame in full,
And now I will bend the skies to my will.
Two eternities can never be so far apart,
That I could not bridge them together” – Revelation, Niilo Sevänen
What’s deep inside
When all is dry
Am I funny?
Am I still funny?
I had a weird dream today. So weird. It was just me and another person. We were in some fancy apartment. I don’t know whose because I’ve never seen it before myself. So I was sitting on the sofa and the person was on the balcony. We did not speak a single word with each other. But we just stared into each others eyes without saying a word. We exchanged thoughts and experiences like this for what seemed like an eternity. The persons eyes started to swell up with tears when I exposed my emotions. I could only look and do nothing. Both of us just stared into each others eyes the whole time. No words were ever spoken.
Am I Pain?
Is the person Death?
Am I painfully ascending?
Or am I painlessly descending?
Am I flying?
Or am I falling?
Reality please take away my last breath,
Nurture it’s dreams,it’s dreams of death
Horrors in my mind,they haunt me,
Unmatched is my insanity,it taunts me
Do I live till I feel my life fullfilling?
Or do I yield to Death’s peaceful calling?
Weightless is my mind,uncontrolled are my thoughts,
Heavy and torn is my heart,fragmented are all its parts
Every night I slip into my dreams,my dreams of death,
Alone in my mind, I’ve come to lose all my faith
All night I walk alone down this empty winding path,
Searching for the right place to plant my weathered epitaph
Forever following an ever shining bright light,
Forever escaping insanity’s dark and bitter might
Far too long have I waited in this world of mine,
For Death to fly by and make this pain fine
As I sit in my world on this crumbled throne of mine,
I look around and see the beauty of my own shattered mind
Enormous flames and rigid snow storms side by side,
Darkness looms over my land with it’s unparalleled pride
The ground is barren,cracked and broken,
No other souls are present here,no words are ever spoken
Dead and wilted trees adorn my mind’s beautiful landscape,
No…no way out of this place,there is no known escape
Washed and rained is this beautiful,majestic place,
With the lines of the years gone by on my face
Mighty,unheralded rainbow cosmic colours flood my own mind’s land,
The cause in it’s creation has been the absence of your worlds divine hand
Majestic is my wrecked mind,
Come into it and you will find,
Nothing but death,pain and misery,
My tired eyes burning with a detached fury
Eventually,everything will turn black,
Time will take it’s toll and bend my back
As I plunge down deeper into my dreams,my dreams of death,
I smile as I finally take in one final breath,my final breath
I cannot find the answers,
When people are flocks,
Of mocking questions
See beyond perception!
Beware!Words of deception!