A Dread Over Me

I feel a dread over me…

A unrelenting hand squeezing

Squeezing the life out of me.

I look

Searching the dark

But it's so bright I cannot see

Like rats in the attic

It scratches endlessly…

No smile or embrace can make it go away…

I fear…

So much of what I cannot say.

The sands are weighing

Falling as quickly as I can feel them fall…

And I fear

What fear will take its toll.

I've seat on this shores

For so long…

I know each and every corner

And still I do not belong.

I've become silent…

The grey has filled each colour of mine…

And I fear

I no longer care for the horror it hides!

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

2025 

No Love!

 

I feel no love for this darkness, 

believe me…

No romance for these eyes 

that won't stop bleeding…

I feel no joy for the honey 

stolen from my youth…

Or for the rain that drowned 

all in me that was good and pure… 

Gladly I would carve them out…

(they are so loud….)

My heart and eyes…

One brought nothing but pain

And the other showed me no blue in the sky…

I feel no contempt for this words

of blood and dust…

What solace have they brought me besides; 

I bleed because I must…

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by ChatGPT (MySoulToTake)

2025

Land Of Tears

 

Far…so far 

Beyond the sea 

Beyond the world 

A world for me 

A ship looking for shore 

Far..as far as the eye can reach 

An island 

Where everyone stands alone at the beach 

Far… 

A world you can only see 

When you are alone 

When silence comes for thee 

And the wind cuts more than bone 

Built on blood and a tear 

You've seen it 

Everyone comes here 

You'll fear it 

Even when you laugh aloud 

You'll reach it 

When all the lights are out 

It's so mysterious 

Waves no-one can tame 

Dark, the ocean 

This land of pain 

In here, will each soul 

Shout and and scream 

But no-one will hear

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Pixabay (Canva.com)

Babel's Disease

Seas

spreading

Babel’s

disease...

Can you

ear, my friend?

Words, for

them,

Are

nothing, but a poets fluency…

In the end,

For as much

as it shakes your hand,

You are

engraving stories in the sand…

Can you

see, my friend?

The

darkness they turn to light,

Asking

nothing of you,

But being

polite…

Can you

hear, my friend?

Their pain

is greater than ours,

They count

days, minutes and hours,

In fear

that their beauty will someday be gone…

Don’t you

see?

In the

middle of the crowd,

They are

all alone.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Google

Just Smile!

 

Keep your smile …

everything will be fine…

Do you feel you want to cry? 

Doesn’t matter, repeat the first rhyme. 

Look left, not right, 

while slowly I pour the content 

of your pockets into mine.

What did you say? You don't feel fine?

Be strong, don't whine 

You can't sleep…Why?

You feel sad?

Here, have a pill, 

drink it up with some wine.

Do you just need someone to care?

Hold on, let me grab a chair.

What were you saying?

Stop pulling your hair…

What do you mean lifes not fair?

You feel like the world 

doesn't have enough air?

Did I tell you about this wonderful 

cure for despair?

It will cost only every ounce of happiness in your soul, 

but then again, 

you already said you don't need it anymore.

Do you feel like something 

in the World is not right?

Here, here, these are just illusions 

of your broken mind.

Just repeat after me, 

and you'll have a wonderful time;

Keep your smile…

everything will be fine…

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by ChatGPT (MySoulToTake)

2025

Newthink

 

As i walk through the valley, 
the shadow of death as long passed, 
no evil left to fear as 
it claimed everything at last
No rod or staff 
As made it sway
Sin by sin
We claimed the Sun
And purged the Oceans away
In rumbles and in fear
Our hearts shouted 
What we could not hear
One shoe in hand and 
Trousers full of dirt and piss
They came for us
And we called it bliss
I fear the approach 
Of sudden light
As it always brings 
A dark darker than the night
Messed, confused and without a sound to speak
I fear the approach 
Of a new me
It brings doubleplusungood
Feelings I cannot keep
It will come for me as it will for you
By the time we can say no
These feelings will not be something new
What can I say that someone hasn't shouted already?
An unperson and from here on out
Called broken and unsteady 
Everything is fine
Even if it is not
This is blackwhite
And crimethought

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by ChatGPT (MySoulToTake)

2025

Melancholic

 

Did you ever felt
A melancholic so deep
That it clings to your soul?
And no matter how much 
You smile and dance
You simply cannot let it go?
But how can one miss 
What he never had?
And all my life
Missing the past
Made me turn my eyes 
To what's in front of me.
And all my life
I've been blind 
Although I can see.
How can one miss home 
If it's empty and alone?
And all my life
I craved the sun
When I feel nothing but rain.
And then I get so old
And everything seems the same.
I craved a port
Even when I feel like walking
And never stop.
So many dreams 
Turned me to stone
And all I wished was the flames
To burn me away forevermore.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

2025

The Boy With No Mother

 

How should I begin? 
Shall I tell you a story, like no other? 
What do you think? 
It begins. 
Like all stories do. 
A boy with no mother. 
Impossible, say you?
Quite so... 
Quite so, and it was a snowy day… 
One by one, teardrops fell out of the sky. 
Drop by drop, but the child, 
Well, the child didn’t cry. 
Impossible, you dare to speak? 
Quite so… Quite so… 
It was, although, long ago, 
Far too many years. 
I’m sorry… 
Where was I? 
Do you want me to tell you a story…? 
A boy who didn’t cry…
Time passed, back then, so slow… 
Nobody knows how, 
But against all odds, the boy grew old. 
Feeding off whatever he could find; 
Snow, berries, and sometimes, 
Sometimes, mice. 
The boy walked, 
Barefoot on the grass, but the cold, 
Horrible cold, made it feel like glass. 
The world looked different back then, 
Building after building, overtaken by nature, 
Or the folly of men. 
The streets, once filled with laughter and joy, 
Were now silent, 
And silent was also the boy. 
He searched, 
High and low, 
For a companion or just another soul. 
The more he searched 
The heavier his heart went. 
The boy couldn't understand why. 
He was born without a mother, 
Or did you forget? 
He searched, 
With hunger as his only friend… 
Oh, he did eat, Now and again… 
But mice were becoming smarter 
And he started to find their taste quite bland. 
But what is this? 
Light and smoke up ahead. 
Maybe there is still someone left. 
One can only hope, 
In the end. 
By the fire, 
A family of four. 
The woman said. 
As he approached; 
“Come. Come, plenty of soup left.” 
And he ate until he couldn't stand. 
They all went to sleep, 
Bellies full. 
And the boy waited, 
And the hunger came upon him 
Like a thief in the night. 
He chopped and diced the family 
Because he didn't know wrong from right. 
A story like no other, 
As promised. 
The little boy wept while getting ready to go; 
Because in the end 
There's no escape from the curse of the Wendigo.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Dall-E

Strange

 

Isn't it strange that the rain,
Or waves hitting the shore,
No longer sound the same
As they did before?
Isn't it odd, the laughter
That once flowed like water galore,
Now sounds harder,
Or not anymore...
Isn't it peculiar,
What used to be so simple,
Like day and night,
Has turned into the principle
Of a fight?
I can't remember,
And I'm pretty sure I've forgotten
How it used to be...
Isn't it strange,
That I can't remember
How to be me?

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)
Art by Dall-E

This Is Mine

This is mine;
a restless soul that within resides,
to question what exists beyond the horizon.
Where the gaze does not reach
and time hides.
This is mine;
these trembling hands in fear,
to question life,
even if I'm not truly alive.
This is mine;
the desire for an unreachable shore.
To wait at the crossroads,
even without knowing what I'm waiting for.
This is mine;
a discontented contentment.
To know what I know,
and yet pretend
that it hadn't filled me with resentment.
This is mine;
a wide smile on a blank face.
To care about everything 
and nothing,
and do it with such grace.
This is me and that is fine;
to count the hours, minutes, and seconds I stay,
knowing that life will quickly take away,
your world and mine.
This is;
my insanity while sane…
To fall without knowing I fall,
only to stand up again.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)
Art by Dall-E

It haunts me, 

Time and time again. 

It taunts me, 

An eternity, 

for the sake of what I care. 

Words are almost over, 

And yet you're not here... 

Yet of you, 

Nothing I've seen. 

Ask me a thousand times, 

How much do I still bear? 

How much 

Of the places I've been? 

I... Forgive me... 

No more roses in the garden 

To watch over... 

The gate turned to rust, 

And then it crumbled, 

And still no sight of you. 

I collected so many histories, 

And even those pages are now yellow, 

Old, As this life is too. 

I laugh 

Through empty walls. 

Shallow. 

And echoes of it 

Make me fall on my knees. 

My voice is gone, 

And I'm nothing 

Of what my soul seeks.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Google

My Old Friend

Oh, I miss thee, my old friend,

The laughter along the shore,

When time was meaningless,

Not an end,

Our souls never bored,

Never to repent or mourn.

Oh, I miss thee, my old friend,

The mysteries thou hast

Mastered so well,

Now lost, forgotten,

Or perhaps remembered only by the ocean

And those who within dwell.

Thou hast taught me so many things,

"Easier said than done,

It seems, in so many ways."

No wings, and yet

I've craved for the endless skies,

So many "ifs," so many "whys."

Oh, I miss thee, my old friend,

I've lost my trail so many times.

I've wandered

The darkest corners of

Thought and mind.

I still see,

Care not that I've been blind.

I've died a million times.

Shackled by dread and fear,

I've been lost

And yet, as thou didst foretell,

I am

Still here.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Google

Father

 

My hands shake 
as they rest upon my chest,
A prayer, a plea, a hope for peaceful rest.
And in that moment, 
I hear your voice so clear,
Singing sweetly, 
"Hello, my child, my dear."
Your love shines bright within your loving gaze,
Like fresh-baked bread, 
it fills me with a daze,
Small gestures that have made me grow and age,
"Hello, son," 
your words a guiding sage.
Oh, never has a moment 
brought such harmony, I wish to keep it safe in a box, 
for eternity,
"Hello, my child," I close my eyes and see,
You always knew just 
what to say to comfort me.
With a warm embrace, the rain would cease to pour,
And time has flown since then, 
so much has been in store,
But through it all, 
I see you cry with joy and grace,
"Hello, father," 
my heart sings out in embrace.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Google

I Wait

 

I wait, 
In a time where I don't belong. 
For a word, 
Lost to the wind... 
For a rose, 
that, in faith, was gone.
I wait. 
Print a picture 
In a body that is no longer me, 
Anxiously, 
fervently trace those lines 
That I've ceased to see. 
And I will tremble, 
In a second turned eternity, 
In a desire I kept sealed, 
Steal the sighs from my mouth. 
Paint for me the door concealed.
Tell me where I am. 
Or better yet, shout. 
And if I shall go; where to.
Like a withering flower, 
I'll die soon...
I roam life, as if in a spell,
Hoping she'll take away the pain
Of loosing myself.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Dall-E

An Old History

In moments of scrutiny, 

and nocturnal leisure,

He snuggles in his chair, 

feeling unrest. 

Like a pinch of a needle, 

his heart tells him something's not right.

 He clenches his hands against his chest, 

searching for someone in the night.

Faintly, he reaches for the nightstand in the dark, 

Seeking that book unread for years, 

with pages now yellow and stark. 

As he arches his back, a cough takes hold, 

A reminder of old habits, 

when he was stubborn and bold.

The tissue, crumpled and worn with age, 

Is his only salvation, 

his only sage. 

He hopes for pats on his back and comforting words, 

But feels only a sharp pain that hurts.

Strange... acute... 

starting in his arm and creeping, 

His stubborn mind waits for it to pass without weeping. 

Strange... 

never felt like this before... 

"It's time, my love, please wait for me," he implores.

The clock strikes three-fifteen in the night,

 And in the end, it's just 

another story to be told.

Another candle that, alone, 

lost it's light.

Silence. On my lips. 

The story now grows old.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Dall-E 

Desolate

 

The landscape withers and dies,

as I wander on my way...

Churches silence their chimes...

Trees turn old and frail.

Once joyful, 

the birds,

now still, subdued,

turn their melodies,

Into a melancholic tune...

The desolate scenery,

Reflecting every 

teardrop I hold back...

When did the world become so bleak?

When did my soul become so black?

Swift as a blink of an eye,

I fell in love,

With the sorrows I wrote...

Within locked doors

I walked aimlessly,

Broke!

Unaware of my path,

or just blind to see...

I found it at last,

hidden in me!

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Dall-E 

A Tale Of The Night

 

Late hours at night:
“The tale is set in motion…
Curtains ’s up,
It will be one to call for love and eternal devotion…”
Trembling, 
Her hands can barely lit the candle…
Lips praying while
Her minds blown with believe…
She had enough… 
This pain is more than she can handle…
There, were no-one could see,
Under the bed she tried to hide.
That’s when the Darkness called her 
With eyes that glowed so bright… 
She yearns to be safe and sound…
So she prays for Him to be around
And waits in bed
For those last kisses…
Tired of waiting, she sleeps,
So, His entrance she misses…
Stopping at her side,
He Looks at her, alive,
One last time…
Drown in love,
She says to the house,
Her last goodbye.
They look at the night,
Hands entwined as one…
Together they fly, out of this World,

Forever gone.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Dall-E

MIA

I am the duality

of emptiness,
the dark side of the moon…
The blank page of a book,
that you read in a hurry,
and ends to soon…
I am the bench, full of shadows and memories
of beggars and happiness gone…
I am the silence,
In lover’s voice…
I am the whisper in the tears that run amok…
I am the sound of sorrow,
That creates such a loud noise,
In your ears,
That you hear nothing…
Breed,
Cause I am poison in your veins…
Breed,
Cause I am poison…
The one you drink,
When you lay down to sleep…
Oh, I AM…

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)
Art by Google