Ode to the peeping carpet

.

Oh great day of joy

Bring some peace to this boy

Find the sacred morning sin

For a pleasant falling in

Like a curse of death

A false desert burns in bed

As screaming at a bold man

I feel the seed on my hand

As the night brings a cupid

That has no wings and grows stupid

A saviour on its role

Brakes the heart and turns in a hole

But always a violent fare

Can save the crack I got to bare

On with an invisible impulse

My glory morning becomes the pulse

.

Vasco Pompaelo*

Subliminar faces follow me since
I've turned down my only precious feeling.
Emotion.
But it's so much more confortable.
I don't love but I don't suffer.
I don't feel pity and I don't crash.
Got no idea of how to be complete.
It's totally out of my reach.
I can only carve my sharp teeth on a blind bite.
There's no possible smile on a reality that's turned so fake.
So out of reach.
Everything's turned blank.
That's why my hands are touching deformed visions of the future.
My future.
But I know I'm ready.
And anxious.
For I cannot ignore what's under my flesh and blood.

Vasco Pompaelo

Real life clutches

.

Look closer at me

And ask yourself

Is this what I see

Or somebody else

.

It's better to plea

Than trust one self

Your needs don't own me

Or anybody else

.

Insanity's playing it's role

As it's hard to be unique

So much before getting old

Don't loose your life on antic

.

Stucked in a slumdog hole

You feed the curse like a prick

As a glamorous style unfold

Put's your head on a stick

.

Vasco Pompaelo*

Cock Tail

I wish I had some pentothal,
you don't deserve anything else.
I'll grab a cocktail of despair
and get you a dash of sorrow.

Me accused of having feelings in a wrap?
I breath this new fist of war
as I confort my believes
delivering you to your own gutter.

Riding on a legless horse
the world is faking your future.
But you don't seem to care
as the shining aye is always there...

Good luck.

Vasco Pompaelo*

People no longer
disappoint me,
I don't expect jack
shit from them.

Vasco Pompaelo*

Is this the end of my

motivation?

The end of everything that

mattered to me?

My only true love lies here,

but now,

I feel like I'm

alone.

Abandoned.

By me.

I no longer feel I'm strong.

Like a self rejection mode.

Am I trustable to myself?

Why am I letting me down?

Will this be my only

disappointment in

life?

Or will it be death?

But, isn't this dying also?

Damn, it feels like.

What the hell is wrong with me...?

Vasco Pompaelo*

End of line

Oh dear!
You are special.
Something moves inside me
only by your sight.
And I know what it is.
I want you.
I'm creeply Sick about you.
Your walk crawls
in me.
It sustains the priceless
feeling for you.
I've got to find a way
not to let this go.
It would be my ruin.
the end of something
I need.
Toss away your being
to me.
If I don't catch it
I'll drow in it.
Just remenber you're unique.
Not even I can take
that away from you.

Vasco Pompaelo

Upstand tune
Fuelling our force
As rays of sound
Tingle our ears
On christmas nights.
Beware, the throne is
threatened.
Abuse us and we'll
Feel evolution.
Foam of pain
Reborns, cause
I wanna answear
Only to one God.
The fair one.
The one that gives me
Nothing, but
Brings me all.
The one that takes
From me, but
Shows me the fall.
Awakened now,
I chew on faith
And spit out the
Shame.
My spinning force
Attracts what I want.
One with myself
I rule my drain
And grab for good
The insane.
.
Vasco Pompaelo