Long life to misery
my driving light, my everything
you, joy bringing lover
in a world usually harmless and cold
Can you take me to the sea beyond the haven?
To the place only we two know, to
where we grow and thrive in silence
Without others,without us, without everyone
Like a fortnight crisis in the early twenties
now it is clear to me that the answers they find are in my blood,
the liquid to be emptied of that casing
as someone tries to hold my human body together
And when death grab me,
cherish me, and so carefully wraps me to sleep
Do I see the world as a newborn?
empty people,broken, torn and brownish gray