home

i am home
with my cats
and smelly toilets

my bed calls
me to sleep again
so i dream

i was a car
speeding fast
never crashed

the traffic light
smiled back
to scold me

so i swear
to go faster
then before

my home
is my journey
to my heart

my home
is the stinky cave
that i love

my soul feels
that i am home
when i cry

well, my home
is the same as yours
when we die.



- hantaryu the lone virtual swordsman

i am your phantom

you sang to my ears when my heart was broken.
you were there when the world did not listen.

your songs of love and broken dreams,
was near to my heart or so it seems.

he sat down closer and breathe a speck of my spirit,
for when i realized, he was just a phantom under the shadow lit.

i abandoned you, when you heard me and you came,
i need my freedom from your treacherous promises of fame.

i am the wandering dream for your night to fall asleep,
i used to be the pillow for your soul to keep.

begone, o ye useless thoughts of shameless women,
begone, o ye hateful romance from the omen.

my phantom lies inside your insanity,
as i creep your soul through this reality.


- hasbath the reckoner