Gedichten

Dit is een uitbreiding op een eerdere blog entry genaamd Death, misschien niet heel vrolijk.

Once there was joy and life was nice

But joy is fleeting so it had to pass

And life was not so nice anymore

A wasteland started to form

Once there was love and life was good

But love is a fable and I outgrew fables

And life was not so good anymore

The wasteland started to grow

Once there was happiness and life was great

But happiness is a delusion which cannot last

And life was not so great anymore

The wasteland became barren

Once there was joy, love and happiness

Joy is fleeting, love a fable and happiness a delusion

Now there is a barren wasteland

Death is beckoning

And I find myself walking towards him so I can find peace in his sweet embrace

Once there was joy, love and happiness...
Joy is fleeting, love a fable and happiness a delusion...
Now there is a barren wasteland...
Death is beckoning...
And I find myself walking towards him so I can find peace in his sweet embrace...