Releasing the beast again unto black and white
in the circle of words so full of meaning
and yet made in the fashion of dark tainting
of your mind reflecting the soul
Yes it is all true yet am not like you at all
but perhaps in some procent perhaps
born to it you know, how about you?
nah did not think so as mostly in company of death
Yes you ask all the freaking time, WHY?
well why the hell not?
you can keep calling me wild my dear
perhaps that fit me just fine
You would never understand how long it’s been
so nothing you say or do have the slightest impact
emotions, love….yes maybe a part of me got lost there for awhile
just to find out the same old deadly sin of it’s fake heart
Never mind it and let’s move on
something I always do sweet one
as things grow mundane and boring
always the traveler in time
Try to captivate me, I’ll dare you
maybe you can where everyone else failed
though I might doubt that
as it all become the past
Once I would have gave you everything
just because I could
some whom room and some whom don’t
as it may not be the grand illusion as first thought
Let us run deep into it now shall we?
what are you now but a shell awaiting
end time and in such fear
you say you love but is it really true?
Come with me into the rabbit hole
all this time you’ve lost for what?
money? devotion?
you tell me how does it feel when there is nothing real?
Was this the thing you wanted?
I feel you would lie if you said yes
and yet again perhaps
evil draw in evil
Was that deep enough? or shall I continue?
think I’ll leave it for now like that
see I never wanted anything material
I wanted you, your soul
The painting became black
lost in a sea of hatred and despite
a heart red turned dark
for the reason of nod
Yet still it remains ,that part of you
that will be forever loved
yet so lost now by the hand
of time.
Stefan 2024*
The Poet Stefan 
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