Fate is cruel, when
dreams, like candles fade.
There is no plague, there is no disease.
There is no problem to discuss,
There is no sickness.
There is no repression, there are no lies
There is no truth, there is no emotion.
There is no anger, there are no tears,
There is no resentment, there is no fear,
There is no angst, there is no hatred,
There is no helplessness, there is no fault,
There is no blame, no acknowledgement, no words of comfort,
None of wisdom; how can one be wise with no eyes?
There is no one, nothing, save what you want to see.
I want to love you,
lick your marrow, drink in the ecstasy of your smiles and suffocate you in my
embrace.
But I don’t mean you any
harm.
