Questions and doubts dance about,
In my mind, my soul, my heart.
Here I am confused you see,
Here I am tangled and unfree.

Chained around my head are fears,
My heart's fierce as I long to disappear.
I exist as a breath of air,
As I wallow in tears of despair.

I'm crying with no seen tears,
Like the clouds they disappear.
Clouds so bitter, of hate, of dread,
Here my heart is rotten and dead.

Vague clouds and feet so firm,
My vision is blurry while I squirm.
Like a worm that meets with salt,
Is my love with denying fault.

Here's my poem of disease so eerie,
My love for you who's made me clearly.
Clearly crazy, damaged, deranged,
Here I profess my heart's bitter rage.

Deny, deny, I will deny,
My heart's love I hope I die.