I do wish that sometimes i was dead,
At least that way i know you'll be gone out my...
Once in a while
when it's cold and dark...
Grief must leave this throbbing heart
before I become trapped within...
What use is a word
when it merely emphasises silence...
Why did you leave?
I barley know you...
So tell me,
How have you been the past 4 years...
Subtle flickering flint of light
melting, lonely, in daylight...
Manoel died
and the world...
The freighter cruises toward
a beautiful sunset...
Beneath the surface
of lonely tears...
False destiny
visits my sleep...
I may appear silent to you,
like my voice ran away with the wind...