Emotions of an Alien

His Eyes

         I could see the glow in his eyes. As the lids twitched. He squinted to see. Here we were, at a cliff. Him, ready to push me off. Me, I do not even know. I know this is pointless. He is clearly more powerful than I am.
         Spending our youth as best friends. I remember a promise I made years ago, "Do not hurt anything, dead or alive, conscious or not, enemy or friend." And I intend to keep this promise.
         His eyes glowed more, the seemed to change color. Something I have watched, amazed by it. Hurt by it. Encouraged by it. He cared once upon a time. Not anymore. Never again will he care. But I still cared.
         I gazed at him. He moved his arm. A graceful swing of the arm. He pointed his open palm at me. He closed his eyes. I could see that he is drawing some energy, from the sun that will soon set. The energy became a sphere connected with lines starting from his finger tips.
         The lines ended, the sphere was disconnected. He opened his eyes again. This time without their glow. Without doubt, it will only take a few minutes until they regained the glow.
         I start drawing my energy. I lower myself slowly, preparing to jump at the right time before I get hit by his energy. He shoots. A red blinding light comes towards me. I jump. I am struck by the sphere. I release my energy to push me up and prevent me from falling towards the sea below me. As I move upwards, I release more energy to accelerate me to the front.
         I land behind him. He turns around, outraged. I walk away. I still will not break my promise. A great man once said, "If a person strikes you from one side of your face, give him the other side. For life is just suffering."
         He shouts, "Why don't you fight?"
         "Because I promised not to." My back to him.
         "So, I can kill you, without harm even think about me?"
         "Why do you want to kill me? You were once my friend." I continue walking.
         "And now, I am your killer."
         I sense him throwing something. I still have some energy that I drew earlier. I turn around. A dagger-like energy come towards me. Perfect for killing. My blue energy moves toward the dagger that races towards me. It is clearly not enough. It strikes me, air bursts out of my lungs. I spill my blood. Not surprisingly, my energy did not do much.
         "Péf naircoria skésin. Péf þéskopéra skésin. Ánvauropéra skésin. Po iordéxoria, þá. Þrionamoria áð skét." I said smiling. Now he knows.

Alienate Me

Alienate me,
Just like all others.
Out of line,
All you want is
Me in line.
In my line,
Wrong it is for you,
But I'll be me.

I care not for what others say,
Their accusations destroys them,
Not my being.
Killing them,
Like I did to myself.
Killing myself into a painting.
Blue, red, greed..
Black they make.
Go over with yellow,
For the sour pressure seems so.
Black, yellow,
On the canvas.
My soul, too,
A canvas of dead life,
full of alienated feelings.

Alienate me,
For I trusted you.
Alienate me,
Just like all others do.
Alienate me,
And kill my canvas.
Alienate me,
And I will not be there.

My tears so stained,
Bloody as they are,
They fall boiling into dark fire.
Of smoke of dark blue,
Swirling with wind.
They get carried away,
Like when you alienate me.


No Living Saint

I'm no living saint
I can do no right,
I can do no wrong.
I can be nothing,
I can be every nothing,
Like I always am...

I've done you wrong;
I'm sorry,
But I'm no living saint,
And I'll never be one.
Do good,
Do no sin,
It's a saint I can't be.
'Cause I'm just myself,
Doing all those sins,
And none of these good.
My self would be no saint,
'Cause no saint will be me...
Only I will be me...

The Truth in You

Am I seeing the truth in you?
Or am I just seeing a lie?
You seem so similar to me,
But I know you're just yourself to be.
I know my life's a lie,
But is yours too a jest?
I spend so much time thinking,
'Cause I know it's worth it..
My thoughts of you torture me,
Day and night, they torment me.
You seem so similar to me,
But I'm just a joke.
And you're a truth.
I understood; I felt;
Unlike others,
I cared.
I just want to know,
Am I seeing your truth?
Will I ever?

Answer Me

I call and call,
All my time is thoughts.
You worry me.
You ignore me.
You don't answer me.

I call and call,
Answer me damn it!
You ignore me,
That's what you always do.
I scream,
I shout,
I call.
Not a reaction from you.
Never a reaction.
I write,
I paint,
The message down.
Read it and answer me!
But you ignore me.
That's what you always do,
I know,
Someday you'll regret it.
You'll regret it..
But even if you ignore me,
I'll still call,
I'll still shout,
I'll still scream,
For you to hear me,
'Cause I know someday you will
Answer me

White Lies, Chocolates for my Ears

Sometimes you tell me things,
I know you're joking.
I know you don't mean them.
I know you mean good.

Sometimes you say things,
They're nice to hear,
Chocolates for my ears.
Though I know you lie,
Your sweet white lies.

I dream of them coming true,
Little white lies,
Chocolates for my ears.
But I know they're just lies,
Not the truth.

I'm not part of your group,
I never was,
I never will be.

I'm just a guy,
Lonely in the corner.
Being myself,
Unaccepted by society.

I still enjoy your white lies,
Though I know they're not true.
Though I'm not part of your group.
I'll always enjoy white lies,
Chocolates for my ears