He loves me.
Love's me not.
How many petals
Are there to a flower?

i will walk.
Cant bear the thought
of talking anymore.
i will walk this talk instead.

you came to me
like a forest full of trees
and i fell
under the shelter of you

you know?
i am done.
take my gloves
from me
don't shove me
like that
i am untouchable
you may not
enter this space.

Useless information
Clogs his brain
Like a blocked up drain
In a fit of dispair
He comes up for air
Clenches fists as he
Tightens the noose
Makes sure that it will
never come loose
Life is transitory
Death's own territory
We are all born to die
In some way or another
So if you feel it's time
Then come, brother.
Let go.

A moment with you
Is a lifetime
And a lifetime
Is gone in a moment.

Can you hear?
Silence speaks loudly
into the listening ear.