why is it only death that I desire?
why is it o n l y,
the thought of her carrying me away from this world,
this world full of emptiness and despair,
the only thing that sets my soul on fire?
please, wherever you wish to take me I do not care,
as long as it is not here, please I beg of you, take me there.

."I'm sorry I broke your heart", oh
what a silly thing to say because, you
can not break something that is already b r o k e n, perhaps
you can shatter one of the pieces, making
it harder to reassemble, but
you can not break it, you
can not break me because I am already broken beyond repair.

I'm sorry to say,
that the sadness has swallowed me.
It is truly beginning to feel like the end.

just f l o a t through my brain,
and when I am able to somehow quietly rearrange
and place them on a page,
I suppose in some w e i r d way
it makes me feel less insane,
it helps to release some of the pain
that has been t r a p p e d in a cage,
and so although what I may say
might not make sense tomorrow or today,
or may lead to your dismay,
it is what helps get me through each day,
and keeps me alive,
so even if you do not understand, what or why I write, that is okay.

I fell into the trap once again,
as I was w a n d e r i n g,
through the ill forest of your mind,
and so I will sit here quietly,
waiting for you to free me........"