Can you tell me what remains
When one is tired of life and tired of living
What hope is left when all love brings is pain?
What good comes from the mind
That feels no remorse from a thousand injuries past
How one can love with fragments of a broken heart?
Tears of misery pour down
From sadden lakes of pain and fall like shards of glass upon my soul
Piercing through the flesh of time and come to rest in loneliness
Can you tell me
When the rain will end and the sun shine bright once more
When sleep will come and memories of grief
Will no longer be the bearer of the insomnia of life?
Can you tell me
When suffering ceases to be my only best friend
Where the green grass grows and where rivers of joy
Flow silently into the horizon and darkness shall be no more?

Your idea was to dislike cats.
I love both: You and the Cat.

Wouldn't it be neat
If I didn't cry this time?

Wouldn't it be cool
If he didn't have to leave?

I miss you already
and I was just in your arms

I miss you already
because my love,
   You're gone.

It is the craziest of minds that cannot sleep

It tries to forget
To write of it is madness
But still it does
It tries not to see
To draw of it is madness
But still it does

There is no rationale for remembrance

It tries not to feel
To love it is madness
But still it does
It tries not to desire
To touch it is madness
But still it does

It is the destruction of the standards of dignity

It tries poise
To cry is madness
But still it does
It tries life
To **** itself is madness
But still it does

It is the craziest of minds that hurts itself

It tries to accept
To reject is madness
But still it does
It tries to conform
To deviate is madness
But still it does

Don't ask me who I am
Or what I'm thinking
You will never understand me
Nor will I you
But what we can be together
Is something that we will know very well
Because we dreamed of this moment
All of our lives
It is not what I give to you that matters
It is what you give that is your beauty
And what you give to me now
Is why you wake up every morning
And what I think of you is not what matters
It is only that you became what you wanted to be