organ player

The building stand still , dark ... empty .. and quiet .
No light on the front door , no sound but the whispers of my dead melodies .
Over and over the melody will cross the gates and the fractured walls .
Again and again will hear it those who still linger on the other side .
As i am condemned to set here and play till the end of time .
From the outside they stand and watch , the young ... the old .
Fearfully they watch , seduced , possessed .
But dare not step through my wooden gates .
So here ill keep waiting
Wandering between the Millstones of time .
Listening to the wind in this abandon hall .. and playing on these rusty keys .... FOREVER .

BLACK INK

Not because i looked ... i saw
Not because i heard ... i understood
Not because i am breathing ... i am alive
I crushed , drowned into the oblivion lond ago
The sun no longer light my road
The moon no longer can observe my steps
Cast out from the circle
Standing somewhere in between
Drawing the ghosts of my own mind
Writing the screams of my own soul
Speaking words i don't know , painting on the wall of time ... but my signature is not below .
Soon my black ink will dry , the passing minutes will darken the walls , crash the papers into dust and my ink will no longer be seen.
And ill slowly turn to a memory carried to the grave of forgetfulness .
But yet ill hold my black bottle of ink , and ill draw the line one last time .
Because i looked once ... and i saw
I heared once ... and i understood I breathed , danced , laughed ... and once upon a time ... i was alive .

nothing

is this rain on my cold window  ?

this silver light i see , is the moon already full ?

counting the seconds till the flame melt down , till the room gets dark

the music didn't stop yet , cant stop playing this song

i can hear the footsteps in the doorway

turned but could only see the shadow

the steps finally stoped , but the music didn't

as i kept playing the flame grew less , the rain already stoped .

quiet , so quiet in here , hardly can hear the sound of my own fingers on the piano keys .

i know he is behind me , i know why the flame died suddenly .

eyes sealed shut ... is this really the end ?