My Nemesis

I wake up; I take a look at the mirror
I see another man
Looks like me
But with a darker plan

Looks me in the eye
Consumes the good in me
Tells me to defy
To break my attachments and never cry
Cry about what I do or did
I should tear my feelings apart, he said I should

I shake my head to wake up
I can’t, I will never can
Am under the spell of my darker self
My own creation, my own work of a man

My own hero maybe,
Or my own Nemesis

a New Prespective

Shattered between thoughts
I run my fingers through my hair
They disappear like I disappear
Just my thoughts

If it was perfect
Would we look to the sky?
Would we run?
Or give it a try?

Would we cherish our moments?
If they are all the same
Would we fight?
Would we try?
To overcome distance?
To fly?

We need darkness to appreciate the light
We close our eyes to appreciate sight

Sorrow is how joy says “am here”
We need the miles to know we’re “there”

Just another look
To the perfect world
To come to think about it
It’s not perfect at all

Confession

"Take these guitar strings
They call my vains
Burn them down
Every single thing"

I wrote my songs
About you and me
Lost in their rhythm

For eternity

I must confess
To you
And to myself
I am in a mess, without you

but NO

I am a warrior
Am a man
Shaped by time and plans
That I haven’t planned

Sorry, but as you endure
I can
I am
Am sure

A lover not a foe
I am a warrior
And you are too