don't just give yourself a planet or a star.
give yourself a whole galaxy,
be every swirl of cosmic matter you can find,
and never let a black hole
take away your shine.

Solitary yet surrounded by joyous whims
Memories flutter
The soul

There is no use to pretend
That  Im ok & fine
Everything has shattered around
And my heart canť  feel  a bite
I feel like I have died inside
And my  soul trying  to getaway my body
Tears are  falling down on cheeks
Eyes are getting wet
Hands are shaken on my body
It seems  as life has reached to end
Im closeing  to  death by  each step
And i  canť  feel  nothing but
The queer enjoyable  sense  of  being free.