HanOneSail

Heard your name again Even if it wasn't you, An emotional train Hit me out of the blue. Staring at the skies I can't help but miss The touch of your kiss. Gentle on the lips, Our mouths eclipse... Over each other, We proceed to discover What love means Staring at the skies I can't help but miss Being out of this abyss. Life just aint the same, Without your flame. Love that sparks As time passes the clocks. I'm slowly holding Onto the colors, That kept unfolding Away the covers Of my soul, As the memories roll. Staring at the skies I can't help but miss The feeling of bliss. Passing up lilies, Days go by likewise, Counting how long before I can be, beside you.

Waking up At the dead of night I just don't understand, What you do to me, Feelin so far damned. Pullin out my hairs, The pain scratches away The numbness. Lookin for a sign, Tortured in This pit of despair. And you are nowhere near to me, my dear. Pullin out my hairs, The pain reminds me of you. I'm lookin for some kind of heroic end. I don't see a way out of this pit of despair But each time I see you my dear, I look past my fears. Within this space There doesn't seem to be, Anyone that can replace The feelings you gave unto me An eternal embrace And I never told You how crazy I could Really be without your high I always wondered why An eternal embrace, Keeps me from Drowning under This abysmal sea... As love graces me Back ashore.

Saw you go across a doorway Didn't want you to go away So tell me How you gave it up so easily Now i'm lost in thought Thinkin bout the times we spent together You say you don't Wish to be alone You say you don't Need anyone else Our love is adieu, Yet here I await for you, As the rainfall Hits against the window. So tell me How you gave it up so easily Saw you walkin through a doorway Didn't mean for you to go away I was just lost in thought Time is running out As I peer onwards Remembering what we had Now that you're gone While wondering If you're even still Alive If you're even still Here Life feels like a bunch Of disconnected paths Doorways to what could of been. I hope to God That you could see That I still miss you.

Time and time again, Bereft of my values, Lost in the rain... Failure is but a path to Becoming free in a way. Forever we pray, To see the light ahead. Even when life is a void... Avoid from losing oneself, That by itself, Is wealth.

Automated futures lost in transition, Where does the passion come from To continue within a journey Filled with creativity... Organic fulfillment, Artificially enhanced, When letters and visuals No longer seem natural Perfection begets within isolation All but mimicry

Spritans cursed by their King attacked the Jinhua estate within the country of Lesah'ia. Serving the Jinhua family, after they saved him from being hunted by those who seek the blood of immortals... Ehecatl paid his dues by facing off the invaders. The plant-like Spritans laughed at the lone Litan. His pale skin and golden eyes radiated in an instant, the enemies stopped and stared right back at the Conjuror. Striking down each of them with deadly clouds, summoning forth a greater sky demon... and when the battle was over only a single Spritan remained. Their general who had come to assimilate the land for the Mad King of the Spritans. The general began to grow in size, seemingly taking in the corpses of his fallen soldiers. Flinging his arm a spiral of needles made of petrified wood flung towards Ehectal. Darius Govad, who served as the main guard for the Jinhua, had just arrived only to yell for his party to retreat. The sheer size of the Spritan General shadowed over the main shrine

The ripples of time Can surround Oneself at the sound of a chime. A ring around... Lost from the pressures of life. Radiant in self-preservation, But lacking within. Triggered into the condensation Of one’s past and present akin To any sin or virtue of life. Riding out the rhythms of resonance. Fumbling for air, Holding onto elegance. Any thought of the future; However, stifles the benevolence of life. In the midst of it all, The rosy face of a ghost, A reflection of the default. Death of the soul reborn from a bolt. Shocked by the brilliance of life.

I gaze on the horizon and I wonder where I will go. In my leave I find her yelling at me some words I cannot make out. Is she telling me to best perform our solo? Or am I falling into limbo far within myself in an internal bout? Distress seems to be my one and only mistress. My mind is not my own as I continue to hear you calling. The sound of you just makes me wish to confess; But I repress any thoughts to let out squalling. As I set myself free from these arms against me, I slide Yet the sunlight fading clings onto my shoulder I can see that I am truly cold and clad by my pride. Around the corners of my soul I am closer To nothing than a feeble man growing backwards. You don't need to fret about and cry like such No need to drink all by yourself to feel the life in your innards To be something more than a boy built with much More than every second to live to the fullest. Lessen the pain and burden; you ought to know That those joys and memories of us you once knew are

Sometimes, I know that my depression is inherited, And sometimes I know it's a hole I fell in. Sometimes I'm soaring away, Sometimes I'm without a sail... Some day I know I'll be free, From these man-made manacles again. Therefore one has to wander and wonder Until they are free from the shackles of their turmoil. To rely on a barrier even if needed to stay fairer.

I regret the times i never spoke up truly to who i be Costs me many moments that could have gone the way i imagined Instead of living them i dreamed of them When i had the potential, the plan, the idea, but never had a will No inspiration to do what i wished until it was too late What blessing do i owe my sudden fascination to? Reading haha something i never did much besides comics and games Looking through each word and realizing the books i read at times relate to me Life aint always the way it may seem, its not the brightest rainbow But it can be pretty damn great if you make it that way When you realize the mistakes of your past and wonder why nights over nights While correlating every other moment in your life it is hard to wonder why Why you aint nothing but a sucka who thinks of all the action but never starts the fire Even if you have or used to you gotta ignite the flame and carry on past Brighten the day for all to see that you aint no fucken candle You become a blazing torch