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Locked in chains
No escape
Abused day in day out
No light only cruel smiles
That sends chills
Locked in this dark place
It has made us insane
Where you think of suicide
Thanks to the guards we end up
Traumatized

I'm swimming in
A sea of dreams
And an ocean of tears,
Knowing they are not real.
I live but do not feel it.
I look towards my future
But do not see it.
Maybe
I'm just tired
Or my time has expired...
Apparently
I fell heavily.
I have to stand up
And go further,
Do i have a hope?
Maybe i wilI find a treasure?
But I cannot see
The road....

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(people) : beside eachother, and you are closer to me, than my own shadow ..
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we walk quitely, side by side, on streets corners ..
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we hear easily, melody of eachother's steps..
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but, what a painful, it is, i and you, are unable to hear the silent screams of each other..
why ?.. my unanswered question.........
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you and I - we are so close to each other - but our hearts, are miles and miles far from each other..
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Ah my tears, creating a cover, between me and my endless words..
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By Wayne Palesado

The urban face stains the vision in it's haze.
Beings rotting in their shoes of fashion.
The eerie Dragon creeps underneath this concrete.
Satisfying the hunger that festers in the flesh.
Reek of yesterday's embrace as you live in the sun's jungle.
Imagining destiny lost as institutions of passing penetrate the mental state.
Choosing the road to struggle in reality labeled Blue collar.
This endless journey of memories faded.
Awakens the beast who whispers the echoes of regret.
The creeping fear of a future not desired.

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letter to a good friend
greeting to you , my good and colourless friend -
by the way, do you know that ? even you are very thin and weightless -
but , you are one of most precious friend of mine, with a great capacity -
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through the years, i had told you many words about myself, because you are my precious friend -- and anytime, i needed you, so you been right beside me, and available -
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but - but , one day in the future , you and i, have to be separated from each other and forever - you, been my treasure -- and I know that, how easy, it is for someone - who knows nothing, about your worth - will place you in the corner of a cold and dark cellar - and, my fear is, those sharp teeth rats - will cut you and my words in small pieces -
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by the way, my good friend: forgive me, because sometimes, and unconsciously, were my words, so heavy on your silent and peaceful face -
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the reason was NOT, the weight of my pencil - you know that, better than anyone -
(( goodbye my papers )).

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He thought one day it would stop but the harassment never ends
After many years have gone by no one wants to say
Why they still hate this man

Many view him as simple minded just a gullible soul
He keeps on being kind
They keep on being cold

Perhaps it was long ago around 2004 when he fell in love with a girl
And here in this small world people still find ways to put him to shame
And since his IQ is low and theirs is high his words are all in vain

What is there for him tomorrow
For in every turn of every road a sign is waiting to be sad
And all those who hate him all they can say is too bad

by Wayne Palesado

Traveling to the dwelling of solitude.
Witness to the urban lions within their territories
Falling in the clutches of envy of the social animal gathering.
Time spent in fantasy is an addiction within the disenchantment.
Vocal devices fall silent as the door opens to the dark chamber.
Years have multiplied in these barren halls of the soulless.
Floors tear soaked as one hears the laughter outside this lone chamber.
The unchanging scenery has grown tiresome
Yet a comfort none the less of familiarity.
Formulate activities to distract from the clock's movement.
Still the sting of the hours feeds the inner torment.
The search to unlock this imprisonment.
Celebrations attended was your attempted escape.
Yet the dark chamber lingers within.

by Wayne Palesado

Convinced of your admiration as I accepted your company.
Sacrificing time to experience the delusion that was short lived.
How you reinforced devotion through a deceptive empty stare.
A fool within a desperate trap in an attempt to feel less of a loner.
Branded through the years, since this entrance from womb's embrace.
The umbilical coils has encaged me with their comfort and warmth.
Sheltering from the harmful elements that has nurtured others.
How can you ignore the illusions casted.
For isolation has created a creature deprived.

by Wayne Palesado

Face drenched in liquid.
Redden in emotional turmoil.
Pain of the hour.
Hope flicking as drops pour slowly down flesh.
The internal depth of self is a flood overflowing.
Seeping out into vision.
So long dry in fear others to ridicule .
Emptiness felt in the daily pattern of numbness.
The sands of time run thin.
Wish you could exist without the consent need to fill the cup.
Animals are within my steps.
No room to venture in this commute that limits the insight.
Melting down until there's nothing left.
Want to freeze in this moment.
So the flow of tears halt before all is gone

Lonely fool,
I lie in a pool of tears.
Darkness is my friend.
The day brings fear,
The day brings anger.
Drowning in sorrow.
My prayers for salvation
Fall on deaf ears.

Lonely fool,
I awake to screaming.
My voice is hoarse.
Working hard brings pain,
Working hard brings suffering.
Disabled now I lie.
My prayers for deliverance
Fall on deaf ears.

Lonely fool,
I am lost in this world.
My eyes are weary.
"I seek love", "you're desperate"
"I seek love", "you're lying"
Call them whores and bitches.
This is what they want
Respect is dead.