If begging ever becomes my last option
I’d rather drown in the silence...
Your memory feels like
fog with no lighthouse...
Twisted and tortured,
I'm triggered by silence...
Love begins with hope
It's what guides us in the night...
Separation is pain,
Feels like you are run over by a train...
I
Four hands on a plump belly...
But damn it’s so sad-
I almost thought we could fix it...
It's the last crumble of
summer. The quotidian...
There is no more that I can give
As you already have my heart...
Life is like a basketball game.
Either you win or lose...
Where do broken hearts go?
They go to hospital...
Another day of this sorrow,
another day of this pain...