Two lines about love

And it’s so lovely
when my eyes finds you

Ghost and his point of view ( pt. 19 )

Slowly, like a knife being sharpened by my bones
my eyes close, and trying to bring another dose
of dopamine, endorphin, sweet dreams
but my hands are full of gems and stones
another chance for a overdose?
another night full of streams
provided by my eyes
lies, cries, crying, denied
using one stone against my head
but it’s my heart that I want smash
a flash, strong enough to make me crash
maybe it’s epiphany
of my brain trying to tell me
that the end of this agony
it’s far away
like my chance of being accepted
in hell or heaven
do I have…another gem?
please, give me a hand?

How much?

Nice, what is the price?
to put a smile
that never ends
and brings peace
with a little piece
of heaven that you brings
with every little thing
that you sing to me
with the sound of your heart
and make me fly, even without wings

Ghost and his point of view (pt. 18 )

Angry, hungry, blurry
my eyes see only one colour
red, dead, creep
the pain come from the deep
inner hate, inner key to a closed door
poor, chore, gore
tick-tack, beep, click, another beep
not soft sounds, not melodies or music
only bones breaking, ribs piercing lungs
isn’t hell, isn’t heaven, for sure isn’t hell
I do not listen angels or screams from evil
even seven horns of Revelation
no bells, no damn bells
only my inner demon
feeding my angry
that keep growing, strong…
this is the wrong way? How wrong?

only God knows…

Ghost and his point of view ( pt. 17 )

There’s another voice here
God, are you?
can you forgive me?
(silence….only silence….)
How stupid I am
trust in company here
even God denies me
only me or all human being?
or God is now inside a screen?
everyone that I see,
have their heads bowed down
I must confess, they make me laugh
stupids, all stupids, like stupids clowns
the love of their lives, passing by
their side, in front of them
but they prefer to look to a cold screen
what if I scream?
“God, you still listen?”
(no answer…)
“Hey you, little man”
(a boy, screaming about Growlithe
WTF is this shit?)
Nobody listen, nobody care
it seems right?
I am lost in middle of this
(and WTF is a damn Growlithe? A puppy?)