lördag 6 december 2025

fin ally, final friend, the end of a roseclad alley

 i do not suffer from your harsh words anymore 

its a blunt sword used for practice only

in my reborn naivite i convinced myself that my heart has finally been tamed

i am a puppet now finally to a worthy master

with only a few silkthin strings and even fewer words stretched lone over time

my body sink deep into a healing sleep

finally youre here, tamer of the wildest of beast

my demons dread you

your royal precance silence this great chamber that has been plagued with crackshattering echoes for decades

i sit now in a labyrinth of dreams you made me dream

waiting watching roses grow

waiting for the palace to collaps on me

its ok, every single thing is ok

give me time to heal you

"there" i say and point straight at a gaping wound you told noone about

right there, why are you giving this air of calm, while its festering, eating you alive

i will lick it clean, i will tend to it

and after i will tend to all the others you think youre hiding so well

one by one my love

one by one

 be stronger than me

so i can stay just soft enough to glide against the edge of madness without it splitting my skin

i have so many scars already, be strong for me, just for a little while

i need you just for a spit of a moment, be generous, be kind

just a little while

cruelty is your daily dish

 its hard for me to understand what i am

when the space i exist in also holds you

how can it be that we were born into sharing this timeline

how can it be that we met

this brutal rift in the before and after

you shattered me

i search back, back in time to grab my own hand

reching out is only a child that finally was understood

how cruel

you left me, how cruel a fate

how cruel

rue is thinez

 he is dragging the streets of oslo with his feet

lifted far above the bottomdregg that is the state of his rue

what he did to his first love, his heart will not forgive

i sit and calmly watch his feet, a chemical smile i know cladding his face

i see those feet dance, like he never danced with me

hes with the devil now and he thinks his soul is free

the cost of his phanomed heart is a compliment, pouting lips a flutter of eyelashes

his soul is cheap and wants to be owned by next bidder

he left everthing with me, at my bedside, i smile and watch the pale ghost of him kneel

now i will have peace finally, rue is yours and yours alone


 when theres nothing standing between us but ourselves 

why do we have to fight so hard to reach eachother

she has gone mad, godless valkyria, rouge rider

 fear my heart valkyria you woke her from her soft slumber

you think she spared you, you think the distance made you safe

you will live the rest of your life dragged behind this wild horse

heed her words, you have not been spared