I would enfold into myself, I swear.
Crumple under that weight, till I'm nothing.
I would just drown inside this lie I wear--
Suffocating sea of white, blank feeling.

I could soar above those shadows, I could,
And then what numbness would awaken me?
Die with eyes wide open, when all is good,
When I have given all I am to be.

I just close my eyes and dream of blindness,--
No doubt the brightest dove is more opaque,--
For ignorance is the greatest kindness:
Infinity is beautiful when vague.

I can't hear the music birds sing at dawn.
I can't leave this hole until night is gone.