I need to stop this.
This madness...

Find me some answers.
Please...

*this poem is an attempt at a follow-up to another...
Moonlight ripples on the surface...

I think...
I think I think too much...

Thoughts bottled up in my mind,
Nowhere for them to go...

Escape.
Escape from this madness...

Transformation.
Before my eyes you are lost...

Friendship.
Something that can be constructive...

Dreams.
Everyone has them...

Are you really my friend?
Are you really here for me...

Wishing for the rain,
The only thing I want...

Hating you.
Hating me...