The words,
                     They hide

Only so they may appear
                  At the most inconvenient times

Just like love
             Can come from the most



                       Inconvenient sources

They are a waste of paper,
Just as I am a waste of space

If you love me





                           Don't let me go.

I see dark
I see light
I see a sparkle
In the night

Life hangs not by a thread

                                   But by a noose

Hope floats
but depression drowns