Plucking out my eyes I thought I would send them to you.
You must not think of my blindness
because after seeing you I can see nothing anymore.
You hijacked my mind
and the skeleton of my body hangs on the branches of
an ancient shadow tree.
After watching you walking on a lonely road,
I think I am no more.
My soul has gone mad
And there is no ecstasy.
I declare an existential bankruptcy.