You love everything that hurts you
Expect humanity from something never human
The rose looks inviting
Oh such a sweet sound
The pain of finding it is not unbiting
The subtle cried left unheard
Form together
This soul left
Took flight as a bird
The gentle slice
How nice it is
Death calls us to rest
No god
No demon
Premonition is sleep
For sleep is a glimps of death
Peaceful and forever
This mind was not made for here
lost long ago to the voice of fear
Now it is silent
One voice gone
Unnoticed.
Unheard.
Unread.
Goodby.
World.