.
raindrops heavy cold tangible
inside of each void part of me
they start to grow and just tear me apart
I hesitate .. whether to feel or run away again..
I cry inside, never able to get a scream out
in a dark dream, each one I have..
I feel feelingless, the thoughts possess me..
They chase me till I'm weak as a dry autumn sraw wet with rain..
But as I stop..just stop.. it's such happiness!
just to be free, think of nothing, 'cause nothing's real
yet everything is mystery, everything's beauty
if love's in..
10 march 2010