Patience I have none

it seems as if I have lost it

there isn't much left

and the little I had, or I have

as you may see it

runs out faster than a lightning

my tolerance for bullshit, for people

for most things has come to a basic

zero.

 

From the mind of Cogliostro

There was once a person

whose feelings and moods

where in a constant change

he had days when he would be close to get lose

close to let himself go

and ready to change

ready to let him,

his other self take control

he exists all the time

he is real only in his mind

but an idea like that could and would come true

if it is willed strong enough

he is a large entity, a lord of lies

and he would engulf his vessel

Today he rests

this is a small reminder of a lie said to one's self

once a long time ago, or is it?

 

From the mind of Cogliostro

Paths entwined

Paths of life, paths of love

paths of hate, paths I forgot

these are the roads I walked

these are the lives I touched

These are the lives I lost

a maze of words, a maze of souls

each word is a soul

each soul a feeling

each feeling a life

each life is someone,

is a moment, is a whole

they are not lines nor crosses

they are not circles nor three sided stars

they are prints of what it was

of what I was

once when I walked those paths

 


From the mind of Cogliostro

I only see fog

my senses are blurry

I reek of sex

I have a stench that won't go away

I can't hear clearly

and I wish I'd have a heart

I have a fixation, an obsession

I have nothing

I am forever and I am already gone

I am the end of who I wish I were

My age does not define me

yet the ripples of my soul

always eat my looks

an illusion of what I am not

has ruled over the thought

wrong thought of who I am

 

From the mind of Cogliostro

THIS IS FOR ME

for the static ability

for the triggers I haven't pulled out

for my closing eyes

for the dream that was never seen

for the sleep that never came

I have to go deep

I am out of me

out of my senses out of my air

I am out of me

  
From the mind of Cogliostro

Oh sweet sleep

I love thee

but please

let me rest in peace

Leave me on my own

I want to dream on

but never again alone

that life is now done

The timing is not right

I don't sleep at night

I dream with my open eyes

my heart is as cold as ice

I care little for others

It annoys so much it bothers

to feel on the top I want

to exist I desire

just make me smile

and you'll have my heart

 

From the mind of Cogliostro