Before you left, you could have told me, How it feels, to kiss you How it seems, to be with you, In eternal bliss, somewhere Between reality and the subliminal, Along the limits and borders that were Torn apart, by the inadmissible. I wish to be a deity, Gliding with a soft gleaming figure Tall, like…

There are no voices anymore, only screams You have disappeared, your body is ash, With my breath, I shriek, Crumble on the floor I vomit blood. My throat is red, the crimson pain boils On the verge of existence, my eyes widen, I can’t see in the dark, the pain Rips my self…

Questions To Myself What am I supposed to do now? — I don't know, crawl back to bed maybe. But, what now? He was the only one I was able to let close. He could touch me. No one else. And he’s gone. I lost him. — Did you lose…

Never was I ever, Someone’s first choice Never was I ever, Someone’s refuge Was I always ever, A tool used, twisted and twirled Bended, my life ended Many times over, and over again. Never was I ever, A chapter turning into a franchise Nor an inspiration for a better life, I was…

‘The things that have happened to you, should have destroyed you.’ — He said. ‘Perhaps it already has’. — I thought. I always wonder. Time to time the sensation surfaces. After all these years, after all the hurt, the torment and the plain torture. It hurts. Physically. My eyes burn…

Dissection of the purgatory — I am back in the depths of the forest in Hungary’s exile. I stand in front of the ancestors’ shrine, crushed, defeated, and lost. I hear the sound of the horses’ hooves clopping, the arrows piercing through the wind, the sun biting my cheeks while the cold caresses. The land of…

Where am I today, Where was I, tomorrow, Where will I be, as of now, as I speak Here, with all of you, united. Death visits again, this time it’s her, It takes her soon, her fur is dust, her body crumbles Along with the remaining fractions of my heart. My spirit shall depart this world…

What is love in your world? I wonder, It’s dark under the sun, your shadow casts, Under which you are sacrificed. Why are you terrified? Why you tremble? You are seeing something, from up close It breathes A red mist in your face. A woman, you live in her domain…

Let The Feelings Take Control Ultimately the act that we call life will boil down to the truth. Sooner or later, the true nature of the act behind the masks will surface. From a low vibrational existence, I glance across the procession of people presenting themselves one by one in my life. As I float…